Chapter 2
" Those lazy kids aren't up yet?!" Brendan said to his wife Lily while frantically running up the stairs. As he reached the top… "Ouch!" he looked down at the floor and picked up the roller-skate , "Kids!…they ever heard of accidents!"
Brendan got to his feet clutching his back in pain and began walking to the end of the corridor past the jungle of clutter, limping in every step. He reached for the handle of Logan's room. The door was covered in 'keep out!' signs with scull and cross bones. "Logan"… "Logan"…after waiting a number of minutes, Brendan grew very impatient, his face looked like he was going to explode. "Logan!"
His face full of fury, Brendan walked over to a snoring Logan.He stepped on tons of rubbish all over the floor of the monster's hovel. "Logan!" "that's it!" quick as a flash he picked up his air horn, and pressed the button right next to Logan's face.
The high pitched sound of the horn made Logan jump out of his skin. "Wh..wh..wh…what you doing!" Logan yelled still shocked from the air horn.
"Its Sunday!" he looked over at his alarm clock "and its 6 am!…your insane!"
" come on…get up"
Logan just rolled over and closed his eyes again. "ok have it your way." with a crash Brendan picked up the mattress and threw with great force an annoyed Logan.
"you forget son, I'm an ex CIA agent."
"do CIA agents go round chucking people out of their beds?"
" come downstairs in fifteen minutes." Logan got off the floor and jumped to his feet. "wait, were you going?" Brendan walked out of the door. "you forget, I've got fourteen other kids to chuck out of their beds!"