The tree boys started to laugh when they saw Grandpa and Nick enter the
cabin.
"So, guess we've passed?" Rocky said jokingly.
"Yea you have." Grandpa said and sat down in the couch. He let a sigh from relief. He lifted his arm and immediately dropped it. It felt sore.
"I'm getting old." He smiled.
"Me too." Nick said laughing when he stroke his stomach, where Colt had hit him.
"So, when are we gonna leave?" Colt asked.
They all started to laugh.
"Colt my dear, do please wait a second, till I've recovered!" Nick said.
"Do you need something?" Rocky asked. Maybe they did have pain.
"That's more like it my boy." Grandpa said. "Get me some hot water to rest my feet…"
"…and then get the hell outta here." Nick said and closed his eyes. "I feel like I wanna sleep five days. You see what you've done to me this morning?" He meant the pillow-fight.
Rocky and Colt flushed. Maybe they had been a bit hard on them.
"Oh stop it. It was your own choice to get beaten!" Tum Tum said.
"Guess you're right." Nick said and laughed. "Okay, if you help me to prepare dinner, i promise tonight I'll tell you the plan."
It seemed like some magic words, cause instantly the three boys were eager to start cooking. Even Colt, who normally hated laying the table started to take plates.
When they had finished dinner, and Rocky, Colt and Tum Tum had done the dishes, which didn't go without the necessary quarrelling, they all gathered round the table.
"Okay, first I have some pictures to show you. I've printed them from the Internet."
He showed them a picture of Clint Parish, a respectful businessman.
"Black Dragon." He said and gave the picture to Rocky. He looked at it and then passed it.
"Some pictures of the building. It's called Parish' Enterprises." Some glossy pictures passed around the table.
"Here are some more pictures of Parish and the usual rank and file." He showed them some pictures, obviously taken for some business magazine.
"And here is, what I believe, the most important thing." He unfolded a large piece of white paper.
"This is a floor plan from the building. I drew it two weeks after I left it, and I think it's quite accurate." When he saw the puzzled look on Rocky's face he said:
"Don't forget I've spent entire months in that building."
He took two markers, a red and a green one.
"Okay. Red is for plan A. Green is for plan B."
He started to talk and draw lines on the floor plan.
The next half-hour they were busy discussing the plan.
"I think we've got it now." Rocky said.
"Good. I mean, very good." Nick said. "Sorry, I'm just worried. Look guys," he was suddenly very serious. "if one of you doesn't want to come, that's fine with me. I understand. I would be very scared too."
"No way!"
"We'll come with you!"
"We're not scared!"
The three boys started to shout. Nick laughed.
"Okay, that's solved then. And now you are going to bed. Tomorrow, before noon we'll check the equipment. We'll leave at three, and check in at seven. We'll have a quiet night and around midnight, we'll get started. I want you to be concentrated so you better go to sleep now. Me and Grandpa will check some things and then I'll come up."
"Goodnight boys." Grandpa said.
"Goodnight." Rocky, Colt and Tum Tum slowly walked up the stairs. "See you tomorrow!" Colt added.
"Bye Colt." Nick raised his eyes.
Colt grinned and walked away. Nick smiled.
"Grandpa do you still have those two McDean elevators?" Nick asked when he came back in the living room.
"Yes I have. In the backroom. Come." They went to the backroom. Grandpa put on the light and looked around.
"They have to be here somewhere. Ah, here!" He whispered and pulled out a shiny metallic box out. The other stood right next to it. They both lifted a box and carried them to the living room.
"Do they still function?" Nick said.
"I think so." Grandpa said.
"There is only one way to find out. I wanna test it tonight."
Grandpa lifted the lid of the box and shone with a torch.
"Looks pretty good to me." Nick said.
"I hope what you are doing." Grandpa whispered.
"I hope so too." Nick added when Grandpa lifted a box and walked outside.
The next morning Nick opened his eye and immediately closed it because the sun shone right into it. He groaned and turned to the other side. Slowly he realised.
"Rock! What time is it??" he asked nervously when he came down.
"It's… erm half past twelve." Rocky said and put the nunchaka back on the table.
"Half past twelve?? But why didn't you wake me up??"
"We wanted to let you sleep some more. Since you needed it. I'm sorry, did we do…" Rocky started but Nick interrupted him.
"No, you didn't do something wrong. I'm only getting a bit nervous. Sorry. Where are Colt and Tum Tum?"
"They're outside, testing their equipment."
Nick looked surprised, walked to the window and looked outside. He saw Colt and Tum Tum swaying their bows and trying some moves.
"I can't believe…" Nick started. How could this go wrong with such responsible co-fighters?
"Guess I'm the only one who has to check his equipment." He laughed. "Wanna help?"
He opened a box and took out a set of black clothes, five sirtakens, a nunchaka, two sticks, about half a metre long, and a dagger. He saw the look in Rocky's eyes when he took out the dagger.
"Hope I won't be needing this."
"So, guess we've passed?" Rocky said jokingly.
"Yea you have." Grandpa said and sat down in the couch. He let a sigh from relief. He lifted his arm and immediately dropped it. It felt sore.
"I'm getting old." He smiled.
"Me too." Nick said laughing when he stroke his stomach, where Colt had hit him.
"So, when are we gonna leave?" Colt asked.
They all started to laugh.
"Colt my dear, do please wait a second, till I've recovered!" Nick said.
"Do you need something?" Rocky asked. Maybe they did have pain.
"That's more like it my boy." Grandpa said. "Get me some hot water to rest my feet…"
"…and then get the hell outta here." Nick said and closed his eyes. "I feel like I wanna sleep five days. You see what you've done to me this morning?" He meant the pillow-fight.
Rocky and Colt flushed. Maybe they had been a bit hard on them.
"Oh stop it. It was your own choice to get beaten!" Tum Tum said.
"Guess you're right." Nick said and laughed. "Okay, if you help me to prepare dinner, i promise tonight I'll tell you the plan."
It seemed like some magic words, cause instantly the three boys were eager to start cooking. Even Colt, who normally hated laying the table started to take plates.
When they had finished dinner, and Rocky, Colt and Tum Tum had done the dishes, which didn't go without the necessary quarrelling, they all gathered round the table.
"Okay, first I have some pictures to show you. I've printed them from the Internet."
He showed them a picture of Clint Parish, a respectful businessman.
"Black Dragon." He said and gave the picture to Rocky. He looked at it and then passed it.
"Some pictures of the building. It's called Parish' Enterprises." Some glossy pictures passed around the table.
"Here are some more pictures of Parish and the usual rank and file." He showed them some pictures, obviously taken for some business magazine.
"And here is, what I believe, the most important thing." He unfolded a large piece of white paper.
"This is a floor plan from the building. I drew it two weeks after I left it, and I think it's quite accurate." When he saw the puzzled look on Rocky's face he said:
"Don't forget I've spent entire months in that building."
He took two markers, a red and a green one.
"Okay. Red is for plan A. Green is for plan B."
He started to talk and draw lines on the floor plan.
The next half-hour they were busy discussing the plan.
"I think we've got it now." Rocky said.
"Good. I mean, very good." Nick said. "Sorry, I'm just worried. Look guys," he was suddenly very serious. "if one of you doesn't want to come, that's fine with me. I understand. I would be very scared too."
"No way!"
"We'll come with you!"
"We're not scared!"
The three boys started to shout. Nick laughed.
"Okay, that's solved then. And now you are going to bed. Tomorrow, before noon we'll check the equipment. We'll leave at three, and check in at seven. We'll have a quiet night and around midnight, we'll get started. I want you to be concentrated so you better go to sleep now. Me and Grandpa will check some things and then I'll come up."
"Goodnight boys." Grandpa said.
"Goodnight." Rocky, Colt and Tum Tum slowly walked up the stairs. "See you tomorrow!" Colt added.
"Bye Colt." Nick raised his eyes.
Colt grinned and walked away. Nick smiled.
"Grandpa do you still have those two McDean elevators?" Nick asked when he came back in the living room.
"Yes I have. In the backroom. Come." They went to the backroom. Grandpa put on the light and looked around.
"They have to be here somewhere. Ah, here!" He whispered and pulled out a shiny metallic box out. The other stood right next to it. They both lifted a box and carried them to the living room.
"Do they still function?" Nick said.
"I think so." Grandpa said.
"There is only one way to find out. I wanna test it tonight."
Grandpa lifted the lid of the box and shone with a torch.
"Looks pretty good to me." Nick said.
"I hope what you are doing." Grandpa whispered.
"I hope so too." Nick added when Grandpa lifted a box and walked outside.
The next morning Nick opened his eye and immediately closed it because the sun shone right into it. He groaned and turned to the other side. Slowly he realised.
"Rock! What time is it??" he asked nervously when he came down.
"It's… erm half past twelve." Rocky said and put the nunchaka back on the table.
"Half past twelve?? But why didn't you wake me up??"
"We wanted to let you sleep some more. Since you needed it. I'm sorry, did we do…" Rocky started but Nick interrupted him.
"No, you didn't do something wrong. I'm only getting a bit nervous. Sorry. Where are Colt and Tum Tum?"
"They're outside, testing their equipment."
Nick looked surprised, walked to the window and looked outside. He saw Colt and Tum Tum swaying their bows and trying some moves.
"I can't believe…" Nick started. How could this go wrong with such responsible co-fighters?
"Guess I'm the only one who has to check his equipment." He laughed. "Wanna help?"
He opened a box and took out a set of black clothes, five sirtakens, a nunchaka, two sticks, about half a metre long, and a dagger. He saw the look in Rocky's eyes when he took out the dagger.
"Hope I won't be needing this."