Disclaimer: I do not own Home Alone.


Kevin took the liberty and inserted the A Christmas Carol cassette inside the VHS before plopping back down on his seat. Even though the movie was not one of his first choices, he was glad that he was at least spending some time with his sister. The movie suddenly began with the usual introduction of the music and introducing the actors and actresses and the characters that were portrayed. As the music took over the silence in the living room, Kevin leaned his head back in his seat while Becky kept her eyes glued on the television while her hand searched around the package for a piece of cookie.

The only noise that gave Kevin any fascination throughout the whole movie was the crinkling noise of the cookie package that Becky was making. The movie that was being shown was in black and white, a classic film for the most part, but the dialogue to Kevin was very monotonous and it made him let out a yawn. Why must we watch this? he thought to himself. At his age, he just wanted to watch a good cartoon as opposed to watching a movie that Becky liked.

"How long is this movie again?" Kevin suddenly spoke up when they were ten minutes into the movie. He felt like it took forever to get through the past ten minutes.

"More than an hour...I think," Becky replied and bit into a strawberry jam filled cookie.

Great Kevin thought as he turned his eyes over to the television screen and looked at the characters interacting with one another. Now twelve minutes into the movie and Kevin was already feeling like he was about to sleep, but he didn't want to fall asleep. He wanted to watch Christmas movies, but the one's that bored him.

As for Becky, she was too entranced into the movie and she watched it with plenty of interest...all up until the moment where it featured the Ghost of Christmas Past coming to haunt Scrooge. "Look, look," she said as she pointed to the television screen, catching Kevin's attention, "it's the first ghost."

Big deal Kevin bitterly thought but kept his inner thoughts to himself and looked at the television. Even if this movie involved Christmas ghosts, it didn't spark any sort of interest to him. "Is the movie over yet?" he asked as he leaned forward and grabbed one of the sweet treats that they had retrieved from the cupboard.

"Almost," Becky answered, "all he has to do is just get past two more ghosts and the film will be over."

"Can we forward it at least?" Kevin asked her, "it's dragging on so long."

Was that whining that she was hearing? Typical for an eight year old to whine to his fourteen year old sister, Becky only gave him a shrug of her shoulders. "We'll watch it some other time," she said as she firmly pressed a button the remote and stopped it from proceeding any further. It was quite the firm press that she had done on the button of the remote but she was a little peeved with Kevin and the way that he acted.

"Can I put in my-" Kevin was about to ask but Becky immediately interrupted him.

"Yes!" she answered, knowing well enough what he was going to ask.

Kevin narrowed his eyes at her, definitely noticing that something was amiss and he only shook his head at her. "You don't have to get so defensive."

"Who is getting defensive?" Becky asked as she threw her arms in the air.

"You are," Kevin said as he turned to look at her before going towards the VHS, ejecting the cassette, and putting in the one with the Grinch. "It's just a movie. You will have another chance to watch it."

"Gee, thanks mom I didn't know," Becky said and rolled her eyes at Kevin's mini lecture.

Kevin then whipped around and gave his sister a glare. He didn't want to be compared to anyone that lived in the house but that was not one of the reasons as to why he looked so upset. After that movie scare that he experienced, he had really wished that his mother was there to comfort him and when Becky sarcastically said 'mom,' he didn't appreciate it. "You're not funny," he said with a slight pout upon his lips.

"That's what everyone says," Becky mumbled under head breath and looked at the television that began to play the new movie that Kevin had just put in. She was still upset that her own movie had to be cut short but it was the price that every McCallister family paid with one another. As the movie played at the character of the Grinch came into the screen, Becky couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle at seeing him. "Reminds me of the man I saw today in the morning."

"What man?" Kevin curiously asked and turned his head to look at his sister.

"Some guy at the pancake house," Becky explained, "he was as tall as me and had the same attitude as that guy," she emphasized and pointed to the television where the Grinch was. "I accidentally bumped into him and he acted as if I purposefully stepped on his foot."

Kevin chuckled when Becky said that. During the time of the holidays, there were those who were joyous and loved everything about Christmas and then there was the other handful who hated Christmas. Kevin couldn't understand as to why anyone would hate Christmas. It was the most wonderful time of the year and that didn't include just the presents. "He needed some Christmas cheer," Kevin added, "like some good Christmas music."

"Not the Christmas music," Becky said as she hit her forehead with her hand. "They've been playing the same songs ever since the middle of November."

A mischievous smile suddenly came upon Kevin's lips as he looked at Becky. "Oh like...deck the halls with bought of holly!"

"Kevin no!" Becky exclaimed.

"Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la."

"Let's fa-la-la-not," Becky said to him.

"Because Santa Claus is coming to town with Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose!" Kevin continued to sing.

"They can go to another town!"

Kevin blinked when Becky said that. "You're rotten...Mr. Grinch." Coincidentally, that same music began to play on the television as the Grinch was taking the star from the Christmas tree before grinning to the television.

"Okay Kevin, stop it," Becky said.

However, the eight year old was just having a great time poking fun at his sister and annoying her with some Christmas songs and he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. "You're a-" Kevin's singing was cut short by a gasp when he noticed two shadows passing by the window of the living room.

Seeing that look of fright upon Kevin's face, Becky suddenly became concerned. "Kevin what's wrong?" she asked him.

Kevin did not answer Becky right away. He kept his eyes glued to the windows after those two shadows disappeared. He even heard their voices loud and clear as to where they were going and that's when he became alert. "Becky," he slowly said as he then turned his eyes towards his sister, "there's someone here."

Becky stared at Kevin when he said that for a mere second. "What are you talking about?" she asked but Kevin did not stay too long to answer her question.

Kevin jumped off of the couch and started to turn on every light in the house whilst Becky stared in confusion at what he was doing. How could anyone be in their property? Wasn't the whole neighborhood away on vacation? She tore away from her own seat and followed after Kevin when he made his way over to the basement and she watched as he turned on the light.

Kevin had gotten in there just in time for he heard the voices of two grown men standing in front of the entrance door of the basement.

"They were supposed to leave this morning!" one of the voices exclaimed before the footsteps retreated away into the distance.

Becky's eyes widened when she heard that voice. "Thieves?" she whispered as she continued to stare to the door. Would they come back again? She turned and placed her hands on Kevin's shoulders. "Kevin go upstairs and stay there."

"What about you?" he asked and looked up at Becky. He looked tremendously frightened and all Becky wanted to do was just hug him tightly and assure him that everything was fine.

"I'm going to go and see who they are," she explained to Kevin.

"N-" Kevin was about to protest but Becky gently pushed him along to go and hide.

As Kevin headed upstairs to hide, Becky looked back at the door and quickly approached it. Opening the door, she climbed the steps and looked about to see if she could find someone...or even one catch a glimpse of one of those thieves before they disappeared.

"I seriously thought you said that they were gone, Harry," one of the voices whispered into the night and Becky perked up her ears when she heard it. Slowly, she tried to follow the direction to where the voice was but it was difficult to do so whilst her slippers crunched the snow beneath her feet.

"That's what the lady of the house told me, Marv!" another voice snapped to the other before the car door was slammed shut.

Remaining hidden from sight, Becky heard a van pulling away from the driveway but due to the darkness that had taken over the sky, Becky wasn't able to make out what sort of car it was...but for one thing, she had gotten the names of those two men who had almost broken into the house. Harry and Marv. How they looked like? Becky didn't have the slightest clue about that so for the time being, it was nothing but useless information and calling the police was not an option due to the phone lines that had been damaged from the storm last night.

Taking a deep breath, Becky let out a sigh and looked at her breath coming out of her mouth and into the coldness that surrounded her. There was nothing else to witness and it was best to head back before Kevin got more worried and before she caught a cold. As she turned to walk back inside, something sharp struck the bottom of her foot. "Ooh ow!" Becky said and lifted her slipped. Below her foot, she noticed a small object that had been slightly sunk into the snow and she knelt down and took a hold of it. The object was a ring and a beautifully round diamond. Becky took the liberty and tried it on her finger but it was too big for her finger. Could it be that one of the thieves must have accidentally dropped it? Where had they gotten it from? With all of those questions in her head, Becky thought it was best to just keep a hold of the ring and return it to the rightful owner if she ever met them.


Kevin was hiding upstairs and under his parents's bed. The last thing that he had expected to happen was to see those two figures stalking around the property of the house. The only reason why those two thieves were here was for one thing only and Kevin knew that it was. They wanted to steal from their home but Kevin was glad that he had scared them off before the thieves succeeded with their plan. However, as Kevin awaited for his sister to came back, the longer it seemed to him and he didn't know whether his sister had seen them and had gotten away or if they had taken her with them.

"Becky where are you?" he whispered against the light brown wooden floors as he kept his ears open for any noise downstairs. He was too petrified to even move from his spot but he suddenly perked up when he heard the door opening from downstairs and hearing the lock click into place.

"Kevin?" Becky began to call and climbed up the stairs to the second floor.

"In here," Kevin called and slid from underneath the bed and into view. Becky went over and helped him off the ground and took a seat onto the bed. "Did you see them?" he asked her.

"No," Becky shook her head, "I wasn't even able to see their faces, but I was able to hear their names. Mark and Henry," she said before raising an eyebrow, seeming to have forgotten what their names actually were. "Wait, that's not right. Was it Henry and Mark?"

"Mark and Henry, Henry and Mark, that's not enough to help us see what they look like," Kevin said as he looked at Becky, "there's plenty of people named like that."

"I know, I know," Becky said and let out a sigh, "it was too dark to see them and I tried to stay out of sigh at the same time but I did find something that they stole," she said and pulled out the ring that she had found in the snow and held it at the palm of her hand.

Kevin reached over held the ring between his fingers. "I wonder where they got it from?" he asked, "it almost looks like a ring that mom wears."

"A wedding ring?" Becky rose an eyebrow and gently took the ring back. "I don't know from whom they got it, but we have to make sure and keep it safe just in case the owner comes along."

"I think that's best," Kevin nodded his head and looked away from Becky. He was still feeling uneasy about what had happened and he hoped that these two thieves wouldn't come back again. He wanted to be sure that they wouldn't come back but after experiencing such a surprise, he didn't know what to make of it.

Sensing her brother's distress, Becky put the ring into one of her pockets of her pants and looked at Kevin. "Those stupid robbers ruined our little fun didn't they," Becky said as she looked at Kevin, "shame on them. I certainly don't wish them a Merry Christmas," she added, trying to help Kevin get back into that playful mood that he had before.

"Let's hope that they get run over by a reindeer," Kevin added with a chuckle.

Becky chuckled and ruffled Kevin's hair with her hand before wrapping her arms around him and holding him into a gentle embrace. She felt Kevin wrapping his arms around her and smiled.

"I'm glad you're here Becky," Kevin whispered and held her tightly.