The person on the other side of the door knocked again. It was louder this time and demanded attention. With an unbelievable casualness Kit opened the door.

"Parcel for a Sergei Kitchlovsky. Is he in?" A courier asked holding a box.

"That's me. Where do I sign?" Kit replied. The courier handed him a clipboard and told him to find his name. Kit found it and handed back the clipboard. Picking up the parcel the courier handed it to Kit and took his leave.

When Kit turned back into the house he saw that everyone except Robbie and Robyn were looking at him strangely.

"Who's Sergei Kitchlovsky?" Stephanie asked stumbling a little on the surname.

Kit smiled, "me. That's my real name. I just prefer Kit so that's the one I use. You could say the other one acts as my business name."

Pixel nodded, "It sounds Russian."

"You're right on the money there. My parents were Russian; I was born in this country so I don't have any noticeable accent. If you're wondering why I adopted the name Kit it's because Mr Snail would have found me. Kids never escaped him, if he wanted you he'd find you. If he asked around for a Sergei Kitchlovsky I'd have been picked up almost straight away. As I had no accent and no one knew me I thought on my feet and changed my name." Kit explained.

This little insight into Kit's past was rather interesting. Kit very rarely spoke of his past or his family. He needed no reasons, everyone knew well enough how hard it had to have been for him and he didn't need to show off his battle scars. All people knew of Kit was what they could glean from his every day activities and what he'd let slip now and then.

Pixel made the mistake of looking at the mess of broken plates on the floor and his heart started pounding again.

"Don't panic. Everything is going to be fine." Kit reasoned seeing Pixel's composure flake again.

"How is everything going to be fine? When Bessie finds out what happened to her plates she'll kill me! I don't call that fine!" Pixel snapped annoyed at Kit's apparently unconcerned approach to the matter.

Kit took Pixel's hostility in his stride and patted the top of the parcel he held in his hands.

At everyone's puzzled look Kit said, "My insurance policy. I always have a contingency plan. I am the main event people; I can turn wine into water and lead in to gold. Trust me."

"Alchemy isn't going to save my neck. What's in that parcel anyway?" Pixel snapped again.

"Plates. The exact copies of Bessie's apart from the fact that these are in one piece. All I need to do is put these in her cupboard and everything will be fine."

"She doesn't know you borrowed them?" Stephanie asked rather disconcerted by Kit's audacity. He knew what Bessie was capable of when annoyed.

"Nope. She's at the town hall with the Mayor until five in the afternoon. It's now three thirty. I have an hour and a half to get in and out. Easy." Kit smiled.

Robbie shook his head, "where did you get the money from? They must have cost a lot."

"I'll go over that later. Right now I have some plates to return. First of all, it's disguise time!" Kit ran up the stairs.

"Where have I heard that before?" Robbie asked to all and none stroking his chin.

Stephanie and Pixel smiled and shook their heads. Only they got the joke.

Five minutes later Kit came down the stairs in his disguise. The disguise consisted of something that assassins or marines would wear: a black woolly hat, black jumper, black trousers and shoes. Kit also had black streaks along his face as a form of camouflage. It was in no way inconspicuous but no one said anything, they were too interested in how Kit would fair completing his mission.

As if he were a covert spy Kit opened the front door slightly and taking up a pair of binoculars surveyed the area. He had to go round the town square to get to the Mayor's house and it would be an impossible task to accomplish without being seen. After finishing his surveillance of the area Kit put away the binoculars and gathered the parcel in his arms. Instead of walking with it as everyone expected Kit got on his stomach and crawled out of the house still holding the parcel in his arms.

Kit's audience shook their heads rolling their eyes. He'd never make it. There was no way he could do it without getting spotted. It seemed that there were no limits to what Kit would do.

Ché was talking in the square with Sportacus when he saw Kit in his commando outfit crawling across the ground. Without saying anything Ché pointed at Kit and Sportacus looked over.

"What's he doing now?" Sportacus asked his eyes fixed on Kit.

Hearing what Sportacus said Kit looked up and placing the parcel on the ground placed a finger to his lips. Once this was done Kit picked the parcel up again and carried on crawling.

Sportacus looked at Ché and shrugged. Kit was obviously up to something and he wanted to know what. He had to decide whether confronting Kit straight away or doing it later was best. Thinking more about it Sportacus decided to let this one slide, he'd ask Kit later. Watching this new stunt was much more interesting than interrupting it. Kit was outdoing himself this time.

It took Kit ten minutes to get to the Mayor's house and looking round he climbed in through the kitchen window. He crawled under the table and round the kitchen counter. Putting the parcel on the ground again Kit stuck his head over the counter and seeing the coast was clear ducked down to get the parcel. Undoing the parcel Kit arranged the plates how Bessie kept them. The first part of his mission was complete and now he had to get out and back home.

When Kit heard the front door open he knew he was in serious trouble. He heard the Mayor's and Bessie's voices and winced. He pressed himself against the counter and was glad he'd had the good sense to crouch back down after putting the plates away. Bessie's footsteps came comfortably close to his position yet he stood his ground. Sweat beaded on his forehead when Bessie suggested that she and the Mayor have a late lunch.

Fate smiled on Kit when the Mayor declined and reminded Bessie that they had business to attend to in the bedroom which why they'd come home. Bessie agreed to this suggestion and their footsteps retreated down the hallway.

Kit exhaled deeply and ran a hand over his forehead. Without a moment's hesitation he got up and jumped out of the kitchen window. He ran back to his house at top speed and shut the door behind him.

Stephanie, Pixel, Robyn, Robbie, Sportacus and Ché applauded when Kit came bounding into the house. He'd done it.

Pixel walked up to Kit and gave him a slap on the back, "You are crazy." He stated shaking his head.

"I know." Kit replied slapping Pixel on the back and smiling his little boy smile again.