DM Margo Alone Chapter 6

Meanwhile, Bratt was trying to climb in through a window. Once inside, he trod on the sharp ornaments that Margo had left on the floor. "AYYYYIEEEE!" he squealed as he struggled to stand up only to stand on more sharp ornaments, "I'm going to kill that girl!".

Meanwhile, El Macho had finally broken into the house tearing down the blow torch. "WHERE ARE YOU, LITTLE GIRL!?" he growled. Behind a closed door, El Macho heard Margo's voice. ''Oh no I'm really scared!''. ''It's too late for you kid'' he snarled, ''We're already in the house. We're gonna get ya!''.

"OK, come and get me," Margo taunted. El Macho oped the door and got a piece of cling film with Caulking glue smeared on it stuck to his face that Margo had stuck across the doorway. "NOW YOU'RE DEAD!" he screamed and walked straight into a piece or rope that started a fan causing a pile of feathers to blow all over him all set up by Margo!

Now he looked a giant chicken, and for that matter, his pet chicken. Just then he meet up with Bratt who was still limping. "Bratt?" El Macho exclaimed. "El Macho?" Bratt gasped. ''Why did you have to take your shoes off? asked El Macho. ''Why the hell are you dressed like your pet chicken Pollito?'' asked Bratt.

''I'm up here you morons!'' yelled Margo from upstairs, ''Come and get me!''. "GET HER!" El Macho roared. They made a dash for the stairs, but they slipped on the toy cars Margo had scattered at the bottom. "WOAAAH!" they both cried out. ''You guys give up or you thirsty for more?'' Margo asked as she ran off.

El Macho and Bratt quickly got up and tried to run up the stairs. Then Margo threw a paint can over the banister. It zoomed towards El Macho. "Heads up!" he shouted as he ducked his head. The paint can missed him and hit Bratt in the face causing him to fall back to the bottom of the stairs.

"OOF!" he yelled. ''Don't worry Bratt'' said El Macho, ''I'll get her for ya!''. Suddenly, the second paint can swung down toward him. It hit El Macho in the face just like the first one did to Bratt. "D'OH!". ''Yes!'' Margo said quietly having seen everything. She made sure the trip wire in the upstairs hallway was intact and ran off.

"GRRRRR!" growled El Macho. ''She's a kid El Macho'' said Bratt, ''We can take her''. "Shut up!" El Macho snapped. "Just help me kidnap her!". ''You're missing a tooth!'' Bratt told him. "What?!" El Macho exclaimed, putting his finger into his mouth. "Aw, damn! That's my favourite tooth! I'll kill her so badly!".

Sure enough, the paint can had knocked out El Macho's favourite tooth and there was blood coming out from the gum with it once joined. The two burglars quickly made their way up the stairs.

"You owe me a new tooth, little girl!" El Macho shouted, ''Or I'll pull out every last bit of your hair and boil it all in motor oil!''. Meanwhile Margo was calling the police on her phone doing an impression of Fred the next door neighbour as to report a burglary at his house where Bratt and El Macho had been robbing before.

"Help! My house has been robbed! My name is Fred" said Margo and gave Fred's address and hurried off. She ducked under the trip wire as the burglars made it to the top of the stairs. "THERE SHE IS!" El Macho roared. He lunged for Margo and tripped over the wire. "YAAAAARRGGHHH!" he screamed.

Bratt tripped over the wire too and grabbed Margo's leg as he came crashing down. "Yes! Game over!" Bratt cackled. "HA-HA-HAA! I got ya! I got her El Macho!". Margo struggled to break free. Then she stamped on Bratt's nose and in the crotch using her spare leg and ran away quickly.

"AIIIYYYEEEE! OOOHHHH!" Bratt moaned painfully. "That hurt". "I had her in my hands!" Bratt squabbled. ''Well why did you let her get away? You fool!'' growled El Macho and snatched Bratt's crowbar and wacked him with it. CLUNK!

Margo made her way to her escape route using the zip line she'd made to the treehouse outside. She took one glance at the drop below her and zipped along the line in mid-air taking care not to let go. It reminded Margo of falling out of Vector's Pod and holding on to the cable, but thankfully she wasn't as high up this time.

"WWOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHH!" she screamed and stopped safely in the treehouse. Just then, Bratt and El Macho arrived at the zip line and couldn't see Margo anywhere. ''Where'd she go?'' asked El Macho. ''Maybe she committed suicide?'' said Bratt.

''Down here you big horse's arse!'' shouted Margo from the treehouse, ''Come and get me before I call the police!''. "Run! Let's scaddle!" Bratt urged as he turned to leave. ''Wait, wait!'' said El Macho holding onto him, ''That's just what she wants us to do. Go back downstairs through her fun house so we get all torn up!''.

"She'll call the cops!" Bratt said frantically. ''From a tree house?'' asked El Macho, ''Come on!''. ''From a tree house?'' asked El Macho, ''Come on!''. ''Out the window?'' asked Bratt. "Don't be a scaredy-cat! Follow me!" El Macho commanded.

They started to make their way along the zip line by holding on with their hands. Bratt didn't like the look of the drop below. Then Margo called out, ''Hey guys! Check this out!''. She held out a pair of hedge clippers. El Macho and Bratt both gasped. ''Go back!'' shouted El Macho.

But it was too late. When their backs were turned, Margo cut the zip line with the hedge clippers causing the two burglars to fall. El Macho and Bratt were both screaming as they swung down on the rope, like Tarzan swinging through the jungle, only their shouts aren't like jungle calls.

As they neared the bottom, they smashed into the side of the house. CRASH! "OGH!" they grunted as they fell onto the snowy ground.