Disclaimer: I do not own Home Alone.


The cold wind whipped through Kevin's face as he ran on his way home. There was not a second to lose. "Come on Becky!" Kevin shouted and pulled his sitter towards him. Becky staggered after him as she tried to keep up with Kevin's energy. She wished that she was as quick and agile was Megan was.

"Alright, alright I'm coming," Becky breathed out as she tried to keep up with a frantic Kevin.

Speeding down the street of their neighborhood, the Christmas lights lit up the moment that the siblings arrived home. Kevin opened the door of their home, got himself inside and leaned against it. "This is our house. We have to defend it. Get the blueprints Becky. We have a lot of work to do before nine."

Becky nodded her head and flew up the flight of stairs to retrieve the 'blueprints' as Kevin had called them. On the large paper, it contained every room that Kevin was planning on booby-trapping. "Oh I just hope this works," Becky mumbled to herself and made her way back over to her little brother. "Here," she said as she rolled out the paper onto the table.

Kevin looked at every single detail that was outlined on the paper. It made him smirk at the thought of having those two burglars go through a little torturous funhouse. "Good," Kevin said and looked up at Becky, "we're all set to get started."

"I'll go and get the ornaments," Becky volunteered as she left her spot and went down to the basement to retrieve them.

Meanwhile, Kevin headed upstairs and gathered every single MicroMachine that he could find. He remembered that night before the family had disappeared that Aunt Leslie had almost slipped and broke her neck. If it had the same effect on her, then it was bound to have the same effect on those two burglars.

Once Becky had retrieved the Christmas ornaments, she placed them underneath the window in the living room whilst Kevin placed the MicroMachines in the hallway. Two rooms down, a couple more to go and the little McCallister Funhouse would be complete.


"Bags and crowbars all set?" Harry asked as he made his way down the apartment building and towards the blue van. Time had moved very quickly but for both Harry and MArv, it was for the better. Harry just couldn't wait any longer to get his hands at that house.

At that question, Marv nodded his head. All the bags that were needed for the smaller items were in the back of the car as well as the two crowbars that they always carried. Marv had been thinking about that Harry had told him. He did want to be remembered as a dangerous 'Wet Bandit' but how dangerous did he want to be? There were just some things in this part of the plan that gave him discomfort and what Harry had on his mind was one of them. Marv wished that he had the strength to say something against that but when it came to negotiating with Harry, he always wound up as the loser in the conversation. If there were to go along with the plan and do it, how were they to keep this a secret from Amy? Or was Harry willing to threaten his own wife to keep quiet about it?

"Hey!" Harry said and gave his partner a push on his arm, "enough standing around. Let's go!"

Marv flinched at the push that Harry gave him but it was enough to snap him out of his thoughts. With a sigh, Marv walked around the van and got himself inside the passenger seat as Harry jumped into the driver's seat.

There were just a couple more minutes until it was officially nine 'clock.


"We did it," Kevin said as he gave one last check-up at the traps that they set around the house. Becky didn't know how they did it under such a limited amount of time but they had only a couple of minutes to spare.

"While we're waiting," Becky said and placed her hands on Kevin's shoulders, "let's make some dinner. I think that mac and cheese is calling my name."

"Hey," Kevin said as he looked up at his sister, "that's my mac and cheese! You don't even like mac and cheese!"

"Too late! I changed my mind about it!" Becky teased and flew towards the kitchen with Kevin running after her. Once Becky skidded in front of the refrigerator, she whipped open the door and pulled out the two frozen dinners.

Getting a glimpse of the box that contained the mac and cheese, Kevin immediately pulled the box away from Becky's grip as if she was really going to do it.

"Calm down," Becky giggled, "I wasn't going to do it."

"You're not funny," Kevin pouted.

Becky rolled her eyes at her brother's remark. "Now tell me something that I don't know," she said as she walked over to the microwave, "now come on! Let's have some dinner before they come!"

Kevin walked over to the microwave as Becky allowed him to go ahead and heat up his food. The time on the microwave read 8:55 and if he was fast enough, he could at least get some food in his stomach. After Kevin was finished, Becky went ahead and heated up her own dinner. She watched as the time on the screen began to countdown as if it was counting down to the final hour. A ding was heard when the food was finished heating up. Making her way over to the dining room, Becky almost giggled when she noticed Kevin sitting on the chair where their father sat. There were two candles that were lit right beside him, making the whole dining room look very Christmas like and peaceful.

"Very Christmas-like Kevin," Becky said, nodding her head in approval as she joined her brother at the table.

"Its what we have always done during Christmas Eve," Kevin smiled and turned his attention on the plate of mac and cheese in front of him. He made the cross and clasped his hands together. "Bless this highly nutritious microwavable macaroni and cheese dinner, and the people who sold it on sale. Amen," he said as he picked up his utensils and was about to dig into his food.

Suddenly, the grandfather clock began to chime, indicating that it was nine o'clock sharp. This was it! "Oh man," Becky whispered. She felt a sharp pain in her stomach but now was not the time to feel scared. She had to help and protect her little brother from any harm that come their way.

Kevin blew out the candles and took his sister's hand as they made their way over to the kitchen. Picking up Buzz's rifle, Kevin looked at Becky. "This is it, don't get scared."


This was it, and there was no turning back. Harry smirked as he noticed the McCallister house coming into view. The Christmas lights shined brightly down the driveway and this time, the place wasn't jumping nor infested with gangsters like the last two times. He and Marv slipped out of the car and looked at the house before them. Marv let out a sigh as his breath turned to fog under the cold atmosphere. "How do you want to do this?" he asked as he looked down at Harry.

"We'll go to the backdoor. Maybe they'll let us in," Harry said.

"Yeah, they're kids. Kids are stupid," Marv said as he tried to reassure himself that things would go smoothly.

As opposed to Marv, Harry's thoughts differed. The girl didn't seem to be the brightest candle after that whole 'babysitter' story that she had told, but that boy seemed to be something else. There was something mischievous about him but at what level at it, Harry didn't know. "Come on," Harry said as he motioned for his partner to follow. Walking through the snow, the two bandits walked over to the backdoor. Harry hoped that one of them would open to door and once it would open, they would grab them and the items that he house offered.


Two silhouetted figures appeared by the door. Kevin felt himself trembling at that sight but he didn't want to be afraid. He needed to be brave and protect his home from those two men.

"Merry Christmas little fellas," Harry's voice came in from the doorway. "We know that you're in there and that you're all alone."

Yeah come on kids open up," Marv's voice came, "it's Santa Clause and his elf."

Not the brightest trick Becky thought. Even if the siblings hadn't overheard the burglar's plan, neither one of them would have opened the door. At the time of night, it seemed very strange to have visitors over the house. Kevin on the other hand was one step ahead from the bandits. He knelt on the floor and snaked the rifle right through the doggie door and positioned his finger for the perfect moment to shoot.

"Be a good little fella now and open the door," Harry insisted. Right at the moment, Kevin fired and a scream was heard from the outside.

Becky heard the bandit yell before he started shouting words that sounded like mumbles with a mixture of swears. "Geeze," Becky almost let out a loud laugh as she bent over and held her sides.

Kevin looked over his shoulder and gave his sister a mischievous smile. "We got this handled Becky."

"Yeah we-" Becky said until she stopped short when the doggy door lifted up and Marv head appeared. The burglar looked from one sibling to the other and grinned. "That's just creepy."

"Hello," Kevin smiled at Marv before firing at his head with the gun.

Feeling the bullet ricochet off his forehead, Marv slipped away from the doggy door and fell against the pavement on his back. To think that Harry felt great pain where he was hit, Marv felt as if he was hit with bricks. So much for them being helpless little kids. This was absolutely criminal to what they were doing to them and it made Marv enraged. Any sympathy that he had before had disappeared. "The little jerk is armed!" Marv yelled and continued to clutch his forehead with his palm, hoping that the pain would go away.

"That's it!" Harry yelled, clearly enraged by the damage that those children had caused them, "I'm going in the front, you go down the basement!"

In the meantime, Kevin and Becky decided to split up. Kevin ran over to the front entrance of the house where he had placed a hot object on the door handle. As for Becky, she headed over to the basement where they were would be a couple of nice surprises awaiting one of the burglars. According to Kevin, he had iced the stairs that led down to the basement, tarred every step of the stairs, and even placed a nail on a foamy-like sheet and placed it on one of the stairs. Depending on which burglar it was going to be, he was going to have quite the time of his life getting through the traps. All she needed now was to wait for the proper moment to appear by the doorway.

On the outside, Marv stood on top of the stairs and looked down at the basement. As he took a step forward, his shoe sloped and he fell down the flight of stairs. "Ow," he moaned. He hadn't expected for the stairs to be that slippery. Slowly, Marv got himself up from the ground only to feel his feet slipping underneath the sheet of ice that had formed on the ground. He managed to support himself and once he did, he gave the door a nudge with his crowbar and then opened the door.

Inside, the basement was completely dark. Maybe one of those kids was hiding in the darkness, waiting for the right moment to jump out and catch him by surprise. All he needed was just a little light and he spotted a little lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. Giving the string a tug, the whole light bulb fell from the ceiling and a sound of an object falling was heard above him. Before Marv had the chance to react, the metal plate from the iron made contact with his face.

Becky heard the clang coming in from the basement and that was her cue to make her appearance. She opened the door and stood on the top floor. She noticed Marv lying on the floor but it wasn't long before he got up and looked right at Becky. "Nice face," Becky teased with a smirk upon her lips.

A growl escaped from Marv as he frowned at the girl. These kids were diabolical! But Marv wasn't going to let them get the best of him. He staggered to his feet and made his way over to the steps.

Becky didn't budge from her spot. Now this was going to be quite the amusing thing to watch. As Marv took a step towards on one of the steps, his shoes became stuck. "Damn it," he whispered and pulled out his feet from his shoes only to get his red socks stuck.

"Are you stuck?" Becky asked, "here let me help you," she said as she held out her hand towards Marv.

If Marv had arms that were longer than they already were, he would have grabbed her hand and pulled her down the stairs. "Don't patronize me!" Marv yelled and tried as best as he could to make his way up the stairs.

"Did I hurt your feelings?" Becky prodded, "I don't think I hurt them as much as your foot."

Marv was confused at what Becky had meant by her words but the moment that he placed his foot on the nail, the bottom of his foot began to sear in pain. He let out a scream and clutched his foot and fell down the stairs and back onto the basement floor.

"Have nice trip, see you next fall!" Becky yelled. She thought that she was going too far with her teasing the bandits, but what fun would it be if she didn't. With that, she shut the basement door and went to find Kevin.


Kevin had lost count at the amount of times that Harry had attempted to make his way up the stairs of the front door, only to fall back down again. Kevin had to admit that Harry had quite the determination to get up and try against after the numerous amount of times that he had fallen.

There was a saying that went if at first you don't succeed, try again but no matter how much Harry had tried, his back wound up in great pain. Oh were those two kids going to get it. The bandit got up from the pavement and held onto the railing and this time, he triumphantly made it to the door. Finally he thought as he looked inside the window to make sure that one of those children was inside. He reached over to the doorknob and grabbed it tightly. A burning sensation surged through Harry's hand as the bandit screamed in pain and fell back against the icy steps. Immediately, he placed his hand inside the snow and it cool down his hand. The pain seemed to subside but a mark of the letter M was burned within the palm of his hand.

M. A litter that would always serve as a reminder to Harry. M for Malicious. M for Malevolent. M for McCallister.

"Yes!" Kevin cheered as he jumped in the air before running across the hallway to find his sister. He was not only excited but also very pleased at how the traps were working against the bandits. Kevin saw Becky from the other side of the hose and he ran into her and hugged her. "It's working!"

"Nice touch with the nail," Becky winked, "now how are we going to surprise Moe and Larry when they come inside?"

Kevin chuckled at the use of those names. Stooges they were! "We'll wait for them at the stairs right after they have a nice trip from the MicroMachines. You go over there," the eight year old instructed to his older sister as he pointed to the stairs. "I need to take care of something first."

Nodding her head, Becky took off to the flight of stairs and sat there whilst Kevin headed over to the kitchen. Earlier before the bandits came, Kevin had set up a large fan with feathers set in front of it. As he was readjusting the fax, he heard the back door slam open and Harry yelling, "where are you, you little creeps!"

Becky jumped in her spot when she heard the shattering of the Christmas ornaments and Marv yelling. Looks like his feet had a nice meeting with the ornaments. "Oh hurry up Kevin," Becky whispered and a look of worry passed over her face as she looked down the path that Kevin had run off to.

In the dining room, Kevin heard Harry's footsteps coming towards the dining room. "Oh no I'm really scared!" Kevin said.

"It's too late for you kid, we're already in the house we're gonna get ya!" Harry yelled through the door.

"Okay come and get me," Kevin said before taking off from the dining room and running over where Becky was.

Upon seeing her brother, Becky perked up when she saw him. "The other one came inside the house," Becky informed him, "his feet met the ornaments."

Check Kevin thought and nodded his head. "This has actually turned out to be very fun." And Megan called me 'helpless' he added to his thoughts but chose not to say it out loud. Even if Megan had said that about him, it made him miss her more but now Kevin had to focus in busting these two. Taking a deep breath, Kevin held the palms of his hands over his mouth and yelled, "we're up here morons! Come on get us!"

Hearing his voice, Harry and Marv hurried over to the where they heard Kevin's voice and they failed to see the MicroMachines that were set up. Once they stepped on them, both men were sent flying into the air and landing on the floor with a thud.

"Nice night for a neck injury," Becky laughed.

"Do you guys give up or are you thirsty for more?" Kevin smirked before he and his sister took off upstairs.

The bandits had enough of these painful traps. The more they went through, the angrier they got. "Those little..." Harry said before he began to mumble a couple of words to himself. "Get up Marv!" he yelled at his partner who was still lying on the ground but managed to lift himself up. "Wait till I get my hands on them!" Harry yelled and made his way up the stairs.

Kevin looked down from the flight of stairs and then threw a paint can towards them. Harry heard a whooping noise coming towards him and he stopped in his steps. "Heads up!" he yelled and quickly ducked down.

Marv wasn't too lucky in dodging the paint can. The can hit him right on the hose and he was thrown backwards and down the stairs.

"Don't worry Marv, I'll get him for you," Harry said but at that moment, he was struck by a second paint can and thrown on top of Marv.

Upon seeing that, Becky raised her hand in the air and Kevin gave her a high five. "We need to spilt up," he then said to his sister, which left her in shock.

"Wait, what?" Becky blinked as she turned her head and looked at him.

"You need to lead one of them over to the Murphy's house. The police will be there," Kevin instructed her.

Murphy's house? Police? "Kevin...I can't," Becky said but her brother dashed right into their parent's bedroom and Becky followed after him.

Kevin picked up the receiver and dialed 911. "911 what's your emergency?" a voice said at the other side of the line.

"Hello my house is being robbed," Kevin said to the telephone with a deep voice, "my address is 656 Lincoln Boulevard. My name is Murphy." Quickly he placed the telephone back on the receiver and made a dash through the hall and over to the third floor.

Everything was happening so fast that Becky didn't even know how to react. The moment that Kevin made his way over to the third floor, the bandits spotted him. Kevin ducked under the tripwire to escape, but Harry didn't see the tripwire and he tripped over the wire and flipped onto his back. As for Marv, he noticed what had happened to his fellow friend and he jumped over the tripwire. He held out his hand and grabbed Kevin by the ankle. "I got him Harry!"

From the bedroom, Becky gasped when she saw her little brother captured. "L-Let," her voice came out as meek before she cleared her throat and tried again. "Let him go!"

Hearing that voice, Marv turned his head and looked at her. Upon doing so, he lost his grip on Kevin's ankle and that gave the opportunity to the eight year old to run upstairs. "Hey!" Marv yelled once Kevin ran up the stairs. Getting up to his feet, Marv looked over to Harry who seemed unconscious at the moment. Even though he wanted to care for his friend, he couldn't let the other sibling get away.

"A fallen comrade, hmm?" Becky said as she leaned against the doorway of the bedroom.

Marv turned his blue eyes towards her and frowned. One may have gotten away but this one wasn't going to. "Come here," he growled as he jumped over the tripwire and made his way towards her.

For someone who had injured his feet, Becky was surprised that he moved as quick as lightning. She wasn't quick to react as Marv's hand gripped onto the hood of her sweater. "No!" she yelled as she tried to twist away from him but she wound up falling backwards.

"Gotcha!" Marv exclaimed in triumph and pulled the redhead towards him. He wrapped an arm around her to secure her in place so there would be no chance of escape.

"Let me go!" Becky yelled as she thrashed under his grip.

"Ain't happening!" Marv snapped and tightened his grip around her.

Becky tried to reach over to her hood and grab a hold of Marv's fingers to release them from her hood. Her attempts were futile against the bandit but if she couldn't release his fingers from her hood, then she was going to make him to do. She raised her foot in the air and then slammed it on top of Marv's toes.

"OW!" Marv yelped and released the girl's hood, which made Becky dash down the stairs. As for Marv, he instinctively grabbed his foot and inspected it for any new injuries.

"Way to go Marv," Harry suddenly spoke up, having awoken from his fall. He felt a bit dizzy but he was still able to see what had happened. "Letting a little girl get the best of you."

"She stepped on my foot!" Marv yelled and indicated over to his abused feet.

"And I've been burned on the head, my hand, fallen plenty of times, glued and feathered, hit with a paint can in the face and I ain't complaining about it!" Harry yelled at him, "now where did those creeps go?" he asked and looked around him, suspecting that something else might pop out.

"He ran up the third floor and the girl went downstairs," Marv said but he kept quiet about the fact that he had grabbed Kevin but then let him go due to him being distracted.

Harry shook his head. Just great! What was supposed to be simple turned out complicated. "I'd like to slap 'em both with a paint can," he said as he noticed one of the cans suspended in the air. His eyes wandered around the first floor to see if there was anyway that they could get out but it wasn't worth risking anymore bones of going down that Funhouse of Pain. The bandit turned his head to the stairs that led to the third floor and motioned for Marv to follow him.

The room was empty once the bandits made their way up the stairs. A cool breeze came into the room and Harry made his way over to it. He noticed that there was a long top reaching from the bedroom window and over to a treehouse but there was no sight of the little kid. "Where is he?" Harry said.

"Maybe he committed suicide," Marv suggested when he heard Harry, but he received a look of disapproval from the other.

"I'm over here!" Kevin yelled from the treehouse as he caught the bandits' attention. "Come and get me before I call the police!"

Calling the cops from the treehouse? Yeah real bright kid. I ain't going back to that funhouse of yours Harry thought as he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around his hand. "Come on," he said to Marv and grabbed a hold of the rope.

Marv's eyes widened at what Harry was doing. Going through the traps in that house was one thing but heights? They were a whole different thing for Marv. "Out the window? I'm not going out the window!"

As for Harry, now was not the time for him to hear Marv's complaints. "Are you scared Marv? Are you afraid?" Harry teased before he frowned at his friend, "come on already!"

Marv knew that if he didn't that would upset Harry even more. Reluctantly, Marv obeyed and grabbed the rope and made his way out the window. The moment that he was hanging from the rope, a rush of fear came over to him. They were just too high up! Marv could feel the palms of gloved hands beginning to sweat just by looking at how high up they were. "Let's go back Harry!" he begged.

"Shut up!" Harry said, "we're almost there!"

From the treehouse, Kevin smirked when he saw the bandits foolishly hanging onto the rope and making their way towards the treehouse as if they were part of a circus act. Kevin was not finished with this part of the traps yet. There was still one more trick before the grand finale. Kevin reached over to a corner of the treehouse and grabbed onto a pair of garden shears and held it under the rope. "Hey guys, check this out!"

Harry looked from the side of his vision and gasped. Are you kiddin' me?! he thought. "Go back! Move it!" He didn't need to tell Marv twice because the bandit was hurrying as quickly as he could to get back to the window. Suddenly, the rope snapped and the two of them swung towards a brick wall and landed onto the snow.

Once the bandits had fallen, Kevin made his way down the tree and was about to head over to the Murphy's home when it occurred to him that Becky had not accomplished the plan like he had asked her to. Speaking of which, where was she? Kevin knew that he didn't have much time to wonder where his sister had disappeared off to and if he could finish this by himself, then he would. Turning his attention back to the bandits, Kevin said, "hey I'm calling the cops!" before he took off down the street.

Harry and Marv got up on the feet. "He wants us to follow him," Harry said as he suddenly got an idea. "Marv here's what we're gonna do-hey!" he yelled and flinched when he felt something cold hit him on the back of his head. Harry staggered forward and felt a cold sensation trickling down his neck. He whipped around and saw Becky standing behind them with a snowball in her hand.

"Hey you two!" Becky yelled from the distance that she was in, hoping that this could be of a good distraction to help Kevin make his getaway. "Come and get me!"

Those bundle of miseries have split up Harry thought. "We'll spilt," he whispered to Marv, "you get her and I'll get the kid and we'll meet over at that house over there," he instructed and pointed over to the house that Kevin had run towards to.

"Good plan Harry," Marv agreed with a nod of his head.

With the plan in motion, both men ran towards the house but due to the darkness and where Becky was standing, it made it seem as if the both of them just disappeared. However, Marv hid himself behind a tree and awaited for the girl to come towards him.

Becky had been left dumbstruck. For a minute there, she had thought that they were going to chase after her. "Kevin," she said, concerned about her little brother's safety and made her way towards the house.

Marv tried to remain as still as he could. He could hear her feet trudging through the snow and the closer they got, the more prepared he became. Suddenly, a flash of green came into view from his peripheral vision and like a snake ready to strike, he quickly reached out and grabbed her by the hood.

Becky let out a yelp as she almost lost her foot.

"Gotcha!" Marv said and this time, he made sure to keep her lethal shoes away from his feet. He pulled her close to him and held her under the arms and off the ground as if he was holding a toddler than a teenager.

"Let go!" Becky yelled as she attempted to push Marv away from her but the man was taller and stronger than she was.

"Nice try," Marv smirked, "and this time, it ain't happening!"


Those little creeps think they're so smart Harry though and made his way around the home that they had robbed before. Once he got to the doorway, he made sure that there was nothing hanging or burning or anything that would pop out of nowhere. Once Harry determined that everything was safe, he opened the door and was welcomed by a flooded floor. "Idiot," Harry muttered about Marv as the water soaked through his shoes. In any case, that water wasn't going to stop him from getting that kid. He followed the flow of the water as it led him to a door that suddenly opened and revealed Kevin. Not only did the kid look surprised but he also looked scared.

"Hiya pal," Harry smirked, "we outsmarted you this time." That smirk then changed into anger and Harry reached forward and pulled him into the room. Nailed to the door, there was a hook and Harry picked up Kevin and hung him there.

"I got her Harry!" Marv suddenly yelled as he walked into the house with Becky.

Harry smirked upon hearing that and motioned to Marv to bring her over. Now that they had caught the two little mice, he was going to deal with them first before dealing with the house. Harry watched as Marv plopped the teenager right next to her brother. "Make sure she doesn't escape," Harry said, "she's as tricky as this little bundle of misery," he said as he looked back at Kevin.

Complying to Harry's wishes, Marv placed a hand around Becky's throat and pushed her against the wall, making sure that she was secured in her place. "What are we going to do to them Harry?"

"We'll do exactly what they did to us," Harry said, growing angry as he thought of the pain that they were put through, "I'd like to burn their heads with a blowtorch."

"And smash their faces with an iron!" Marv turned red.

"I'd like to slap 'em with a paint can," Harry added.

"Or shove a nail through their foot," Marv continued.

Both Kevin and Becky shuddered under their threats. They had saved their home from being raided but the outcome for the both of them had been disastrous. Becky reached over and took a hold of Kevin's hand and held it tightly. She felt it as Kevin squeezed her hand in return. Whether it meant that he was afraid or if everything was going to be alright, Becky didn't know.

"But first what I'm gonna do is bite off these little fingers one at a time," Harry said as he took a hold of Kevin's hand and held his finger towards his mouth.

"And once he's through, I wouldn't mind playing connect-the-dots with those freckles of yours,' Marv sneered as he looked at Becky.

"No!" Becky yelled as she looked at Harry at what he was about to do with Kevin, "please don't-" she was suddenly silenced as Marv pressed his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.

"Shut up," Harry said, "no one asked you."

Kevin shut his eyes and braced himself for the pain when a loud clang was heard. He turned his head to his left and saw Marv leaning against the door before he slipped on the floor. Harry whipped around to see who it was but before he could react, he was hit in the face with a shovel and knocked on the floor. Both McCallister siblings looked up from the ground and saw that it was none other than Old Man Marley. "Mr. Marley," Becky breathed as she staggered forward to their neighbor and wrapped her arms around him, "you're a sight for sore eyes."

Old Man Marley smiled as he gave the teenager a gentle pat on the back. He then walked over to Kevin and took him in his arms. "Come on, let's get you home."

Kevin didn't know how Old Man Marley had found out about the bandits or that he and Becky were in this house, but he was very thankful that he had come in just in time before his finger suffered any injury. "Wow," Kevin whispered and looked down at the floor and saw the fallen bandits one last time before he and Becky were escorted back to their home.