Disclaimer: I do not own Home Alone.
The next day, Becky woke up to a quiet morning as she felt the rays of the sun hit her upon the eyes. She had been sleeping in her bedroom while Kevin had made himself comfortable in his parents' bed. Due to the events from last night, Becky had made sure to double check every single door and lock around the house just to be safe. Even though the siblings weren't harmed by those two burglars, Becky hadn't felt at ease ever since she and Kevin had experienced that near burglary. Kevin on the other hand had gotten through it a bit easily than Becky had but even he had his moments of feeling that fright.
"Good morning!" a voice suddenly yelled as Becky snapped open her eyes and then found Kevin jumped over to her bed.
"Whoa!" Becky exclaimed. She was not expecting such a wake-up call but she was glad to see her younger brother before her eyes and happier than he was from the events of last night.
The eight year old giggled as he snuggled closer to his sister. "Come on, we need to get up! I just remembered that I need to buy a toothbrush."
Becky rubbed the sleep off of her eyes and sat up in her bed. "What's wrong with the old one?" she asked and looked at Kevin. She noticed that he hadn't done his morning routine yet for his blond hair was still ruffled and he was still in his pajamas. "Don't tell me that it fell in the toilet," she said.
Kevin shook his head at her speculation. "No, it actually fell on the floor," he replied, "but I for sure am not going to use something that has fallen to the floor in my mouth."
Couldn't you have like...I don't know, washed it with water? Becky wanted to ask him but decided against it. After all, it was better to have a new toothbrush after the other had been worn out. "That reminds me," she then perked up as she looked at Kevin, "I think I need a new one myself. The bristles on mine have gotten worn out."
"And mom always said to change our toothbrush every three months," Kevin added with a nod of his head.
Look who's finally listening Becky mentally thought and then chuckled, raising a hand and ruffling Kevin's blond hair. She received a little glare from him when she did that but that didn't cause any concern for Becky. "Okay," she began and threw the sheets off of her and placed her feet inside her slippers, "let's have a bit of breakfast and we'll go and get those toothbrushes."
Kevin nodded his head. Also, he was looking forward to going outside a little bit for the day now that they had at least some sunshine.
After the morning routine had been accomplished, Becky made her way downstairs to see what they could have for breakfast. "Oh..." she said as she looked into the refrigerator and noticed the lack of dairy that wasn't even there. Did that mean another visit to the pancake house? Hopefully wherever her and Kevin were going from the toothbrushes, there would at least be some milk there. Dry cereal didn't sound too appealing.
"Kevin we don't have any-" she yelled to the top of the stairs when she suddenly heard a scream coming from her parents' bathroom. Her protective instincts immediately kicked in as she didn't waste a single second and ran up the stairs and over to the second floor. "Kevin!" she exclaimed as she flew into her parents' bedroom and over to the bathroom. In there, she noticed Kevin who was wearing nothing but a large green towel wrapped around his waist and he had his hands glued upon his cheeks.
The younger McCallister slowly turned around and looked at Becky when she made her presence known by the doorway. "That...hurt..." was all he said.
"What did you even do?" Becky asked and approached Kevin. By the many contents of men's hygiene products that had been placed on the counter of the bathroom sink, it didn't take long for Becky to realize that he had gotten his hands onto them.
"I used some of dad's shaving lotion," Kevin answered in a mumble.
Becky let out a sigh as she took a gentle hold of the bottle and inspected it. "You know you're not supposed to do that."
"But dad does it all the time after he shaves," Kevin said, "I've seen him use it before."
"But dad is not eight years old," Becky replied to him, "so I think you shouldn't be using this again or it will burn the same way again."
It took Kevin all his will not to roll his eyes at Becky. You don't have to be so bossy he thought as he looked at her, even though her intentions were mostly for the well being of her younger brother. "Fine," he then answered her, "is breakfast ready?" he asked.
"We have cereal but we don't have any milk," Becky replied to him, "so...no."
"Does this mean that we get to have another visit at the pancake house?" Kevin asked as a smile came to his lips. Yesterday when they had been there, he had enjoyed his meal and if they were going again, he was intrigued to try out more of the flavorful options that were recommended on the menu. The Christmas Special actually sounded like a good meal, even though it was a little bit pricey but Kevin was more inclined to share it with Becky than with anyone else.
A chuckle escaped Becky's lips when Kevin suggested the pancake house. All in all, that sounded like a good idea to the teen. She only hoped that she had enough money for the both of them. "Oh we'll see about that," she answered him, "now hurry up and get yourself ready. I'll wait for you outside in the back," she said to him. Becky was aware that Kevin took longer than the others to get ready, so why not enjoy a little bit of the snow and the sunshine?
"Okay," Kevin agreed to their plan, "I'll see you there," he said.
Becky walked out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the back of the house. Her boots crunched within the soft pile of snow and slightly sunk inside. It was like walking on cotton, very cold cotton but to the teen, it was all the more enjoyable. She knelt down and grabbed a handful of the snow in her gloved hands and began to make a ball out of it. Perhaps she might give her little brother a surprise with a snowball fight but she knew that she was going to have to make more than just one. After making one of them, she took another handful of snow to make another snowball when she a sudden object caught her eye.
"Wait," she squinted and looked at a blue van that was parked on the driveway of the Murphy's home, "I thought the Murphys had gone to Florida." Then again, she was not aware of the vehicles that the Murphy's drove but she didn't think that the Murphy's would have a company van like that.
Becky took a step closed to the van to make out the words that were written onto them. OH-KAY Plumbing & Heating. Becky titled her head to the side when she read those words. Why would the Murphy's want a plumbing and heating company to look after their home? Unless there was something wrong with their plumbing and heating of course. Being the curious one that she was, Becky only got closer to the van to inspect it some more.
The van looked like it wasn't more than two years old due to the chipping of the paint on the surface of the car and the red letters of the words.
"Hey!" an abrupt male voice suddenly came to her ears as Becky gasped and turned around only to come face to face with a man who had a towering height of six feet, four inches, curly hair that reminded her of Einstein's, and sharp blue eyes that were staring at her with slight fear yet intimidation.
"S-Sorry," Becky apologized as she took a step back from the man. "I-I did not mean to intrude on your job...or property," she said, thinking that this man was either an employee of the OH-KAY company or either a family member of the Murphys. Even though the Murphys were good neighbors with the McCallisters, they didn't share their side of the extended family with them.
At first, the man was confused at what she meant by 'job' and 'property' before it dawned on him that him and his partner were using the van as a way to deceive other neighbors from realizing their true intentions...and it seemed that they had one fooled already. "Oh. That," he said as he briefly looked over at the man and back at Becky, "yeah. We're just doing our job, making sure that...the plumbing is alright," he answered Becky whilst wondering whether he had come up with a good explanation or not. Even through his explanation, he took another long stare at Becky before realizing what he should do with her. Should he let her go, head inside the house and alert his partner, or stuff her in the van? If he were to do such, would his partner even appreciate that they had a kid on board of their van along with the many items that they had stolen from other houses?
Suddenly, a knock was heard from the window from within the Murphy's home and Becky slight;y turned her head to see who it was. The man before her looked as well but he seemed to have been slightly paranoid than Becky was. The figure that was inside the house, shared the same feelings of paranoia as his partner when the noticed the girl by the driveway even speaking with his partner in crime. As for Becky, she was a little far away to make sense of the expression that he had upon his face.
"I'm seeming to be holding the both of you up," she chuckled nervously and readjusted the gloves in her hands, "I'm sorry for the interruption mister," she said and proceeded to take a step back away from him.
Slightly concerned about this sudden girl who had appeared on the driveway, there had to be a way to make sure for her to keep her mouth shut. She seemed to believe his side of the story about being a worker for the OH-KAY company but he didn't want his partner to have any suspicions than he already was. "Hey wait a minute," he said as he reached into his the pockets of his coat and pulled out what seemed to be a candy bar.
Becky halted in her steps and looked at the treat. That was quite unexpected coming from a plumbing employee but it was nonetheless kind even after she had intervened on their job.
"We always leave something nice behind to our clients after we're finished, but don't tell 'em it was from us," he said as he held out the candy bar to her.
Becky looked at the sweet treat and slowly held out her hand before she took a gently grasp from it until it was into her possession. "That's very nice of you," she said before stuffing it into the pocket of her coat. Something nice that she could share with Kevin. "Thank you mister. Have a Merry Christmas." With that, she turned on her heel and headed back to her own property.
Kevin was already bundled up in his hat, scarf, and mittens and already outside. "Hey," he said as he greeted Becky who walked over to him. "Where did you go?"
Becky only shook her head at him and smiled. She looked rather flushed upon her cheeks from the encounter let alone the cold that was freezing her cheeks but she didn't want to worry her little brother about that. After all, he could be just as curious as she was. "I was around," she said as she linked her arm with his, "shall we get going?" she asked him.
"Yup," Kevin answered her before his eyes then fell on the same van that Becky had just seen. "I thought the Murphys had gone to Florida," he said before shrugging his shoulders and not giving it much thought.
