Disclaimer: I do not own Home Alone.


After the slight movie scare that had occurred, an idea had some to Becky's mind. Instead of watching movies that had nothing to do with Christmas, why not watch movies that did? It would be a good way to get into the Christmas spirit and also get both Kevin's and Becky's mind away from that frightful film. After Kevin had gone into the kitchen to clean up the mess that he had made with the ice cream, Becky headed downstairs to the basement where she knew that's where the family kept some old films. A big brown cardboard box had the word 'MOVIES' written on it with bold black letter and Becky slowly reached over and pulled it off the shelf and into the ground. The box had been in the basement untouched for quite a long time due to the collection of dust on top.

Becky ran a hand over the box, causing the dust to fly about in the atmosphere and slightly tickle her nose in the process. "Achoo!" she sneezed along with a sniffle before opening the box and looking at the selection of Christmas movies that had been encased in the box for a long time. A Christmas Carol was a good choice. It had it's morals and life lessons to it. It's a Wonderful Life was another good film, though Becky had never watched it before. Suddenly her hand fell touched another cassette and a smile made it's way to her lips. How the Grinch Stole Christmas was quite the classic, especially in the McCallister household. With these three films in mind, Becky took them with her and left the box exactly in the same position where it was, for she did not bother to waste anytime to put it back in its rightful spot.

"Kevin!" she called out as she made her way upstairs. "I found what we could watch!" When she got no answer from the other, Becky assumed that he didn't hear her or had disappeared upstairs, but the last thing that she expected was to see Kevin on the top of the stairs positioning his sled towards the door. "Kevin?" she asked as she squinted to her brother when she spotted him. "Wh-What are you doing?"

Kevin was one who liked to have fun but also take risks at that. "I'm doing what everyone else does during the winter," Kevin answered and threw his red scarf over his shoulder and got himself onto the sled.

Becky's eyes widened as she realized what her brother was about to do. "Kevin are you crazy? You can't-" she was cut short when the sled tipped forward from the top of stairs and Becky shot out an arm towards him as if that was going to stop him. "Don't you dare go down the stairs! No!" she exclaimed but even her words did have hold the power to stop the sled from tipped forward.

Kevin felt the impact of the sled making contact with the stairs as it quickly slid down the stairs, out the door, and into the snow. The sled then made contact with the pavement until sliding upon the soft bed of snow before coming to a halt. Kevin shook himself from that slight excitement but he wasn't even paying attention to Beck'y frantic scolding as his sister ran out the door and towards her brother.

The moment that Becky arrived over to him she gripped his shoulders and turned him around. "Kevin are you out of your mind?!" she exclaimed as she looked at him with an expression that beheld both anger and worry. "You could've been hurt!"

"But I wasn't," Kevin answered her as if it was just a normal day and what he had done was less dangerous than anything else that he had done before. "It was actually kind of fun."

"I don't care how much fun it was!" Becky exclaimed. She couldn't believe that Kevin wouldn't consider the consequences of what could have happened. The last thing that she wanted was to send her brother to the hospital with a broken body part. "You could've been hurt! Do you realize how dangerous such a thing like that is?"

Kevin frowned when Becky's temper got the better of her. Sometimes she was Becky and at other times, she acted like she was Kate and mothered him. "I know," Kevin said as he looked at her, "otherwise I wouldn't have done it if it was dangerous."

Becky gaped when Kevin said that. It was like talking to a brick wall and all the teen could do was throw her arms in the air and let them fall to her sides. "You need to take some risks yourself, you know," she then looked over when Kevin began to speak to her, "otherwise, why live your life in a shell?"

Did he...did he just give me a life lesson? Becky thought to herself. What Kevin had said was true for Becky did live a sheltered type of life as opposed to her brothers and sisters. While they were out with friends, Becky was in her room hiding behind a book or just spending a great amount of her time overstudying for coursework, even though she had learned the information well enough to get a decent grade on a test.

"Perhaps I like my shell," Becky said as she patted Kevin's shoulder.

Kevin knelt down and picked up the rope that hung from the sled before he began to pull it in the direction of the house. "That's a very boring life Becky," he said. "There's so much anyone can do. You just have to use it to your advantage...kind of like I'm doing right now," he smirked a little mischievously at that.

"Yes well, sliding down a flight of stairs is not my sort of excitement," Becky said as she followed after her brother and over to the stairs of their front porch. She suddenly stopped short when she heard something scarping against the pavement of a driveway and slowly, she turned her head. A house over from the McCallisters, was the home of where an old man whom the others, mainly her siblings, referred to him as Old Man Marley lived and every winter he always walked about the streets throwing salt onto the ice covered sidewalks and streets. Becky found it considerate of him to be looking after other neighbors but he was also quite the strange man in her eyes. He wasn't someone who talked to others or even greeted others and that fact that she had listened to Buzz's tale about him being a serial killer did not make it comforting at all towards Becky.

Suddenly the old man stopped his shoveling and looked up, feeling that a pair of eyes were onto him. Becky stood frozen in her place, not knowing how to react. Wave, say something, run! she thought to herself but she felt frozen in place and the eerie silence that took place between them felt like it was lasting for long hours as opposed to seconds. Her concentration was suddenly broken away when Becky noticed a blue van with big dark red words written across it as it slid down to the neighborhood.

"Becky you coming?" Kevin suddenly yelled from within the house as the teen looked back at the door. Without saying a word to Old Man Marley, Becky quickly headed into the house and shut the door behind her with a lock. Perhaps staying in for the time being was better than being outside.

Kevin was already into the living room as he looked at the three cassettes that Becky had dug up from the box down in the basement. He rose an eyebrow when he noticed that two of them were films that he wasn't so keen on watching but How the Grinch Stole Christmas was one of his favorites. "We should watch this one," Kevin said as he held up the cassette in front of Becky.

"And not the others?" Becky asked as she looked at the cassette.

"But those ones are boring," Kevin replied and let his arm fall to his side while he continued to clutch onto the cassette.

Becky let out a playful gasp when Kevin said that as if she was offended by his opinion towards one of the films. "A Christmas Carol is not boring," she said with a shake of her head and placed her hands on her hips. "It's a film that features morals and life lessons and it shows how one should appreciate what they're surrounded by than asking for more than they already have."

Kevin squinted when she said that. "Grinch," he mumbled under his breath, "fine we'll watch that and then How the Grinch Stole Christmas."

"If I'm a Grinch then you're a Scrooge," Becky said as she playfully tapped his nose but Kevin only ran a hand over the tip of his nose where she tapped him. "Am not!" he pouted and looked at her.

"Too late!" Becky said, "you called me a Grinch first, Mr. Scrooge!"

"Stop it!"

"Nope!" Becky exclaimed as she then took off upstairs, causing Kevin to chase after her. "Scrooge, Scrooge, Scrooge, Scrooge!"

"Not, not, not, not!" Kevin yelled back as he continued to chase after Becky. "Get back here!"

"Gotta catch me first!" his sister yelled back as she slid to the nearest room that she could find, which happened to be her parent's bedroom.

As she was about to hide under the bed, Kevin threw himself into the room and pounced over to Becky and grabbed her around the waist with his arms, sending the both of them upon the unmade bed where her parents had slept before they had 'disappeared.' "Gotcha!" he said, almost out of breath from all of that chasing but a smile was etched upon his features.

"Ahh," Becky pretended to yell and squirmed under his light grip, "the Grinch has been caught by Scrooge!"

"I'm not going to let you steal Christmas!" Kevin said and dropped his voice an octave lower, pretending to imitate a redeemed Scrooge, "now bring back all those presents, or the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Future will haunt you forever."

"No, I hate ghosts," Becky struggled to break free but then just gave up and smiled up at Kevin. "Guess what? You beat the Grinch," she smiled which caused the eight year old to smile upon hearing that.

Kevin jumped off from the bed, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up. "C'mon let's go and have something to eat and then watch them."

"Right behind you," Becky said as she followed Kevin back downstairs and into the kitchen. From outside, Becky noticed that the sun was gradually beginning to set and she wondered how quickly the day had gone by that would soon be replaced by a blanket of darkness. "The day just flew by," Becky commented before opening up the refrigerator and looking inside to see what they could have. "What do you wish to have?"

Kevin peeked into the fridge and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know," he replied and looked over at Becky. "How about something sweet?"

"Again?" Becky asked, "but we just had a whole plate of ice cream."

"Which was a while ago," Kevin said. "Plus, we can have some of the cookies that mom only brings out for visitors.

"You mean the ones with the strawberry filling?" Becky asked as her eyes shined up at that. She loved those cookies and she would take as many as she could until her mother gave her the infamous 'look.'

"And," Kevin tapped his chin and rolled his eyes over to a cupboard where he had last seen his mother stash them. "They're right up there," he said as he pointed the cupboard above them.

Becky didn't give it another though and she reached over to the cupboard and pulled out the package that contained those delicious cookies. "And grab every single sweet thing up there while you're at it," Kevin said.

So that means...everything Becky thought to herself and grabbed as many sweet treats that were in front of her vision. There were marshmallows, more cookies, and various types of candy that ranged from candy canes to chocolate. "I think we're both going to have a sugar rush," Becky said as she as she looked at the selection of junk food that were sprawled in front of their eyes.

"But we get to eat what we want," Kevin said and grabbed a handful of the items and smirked at Becky, "and no one can stop us." On that note, he left the kitchen and sprawled the items on a table within the living room.

Becky followed after him and plopped the other half of the items onto the table whilst clutching onto the package of cookies. This one, she was not going to be too keen on sharing but with Kevin, she was willing to make an exception. Perhaps there were some good perks at being home alone and Becky was glad that both she and her little brother were using them to their advantage.