It was supposed to be a normal day. Watch the twins, he had said. Make sure they don’t break anything. It was obvious that was beyond Holly’s capabilities.
Holly stood there, covered in finger paint, watching as the twins ran off with her LEP equipment. Great. More Fowls stealing her stuff.
She began to chase after them, but, relizing a better tactic, she picked up Proffeser Primate The Second and walked carefully and cooly into the kitchen to stand by the oven.
The twins came in an hour later for a cookie and saw Holly putting the toy inside the oven.
“What the heck are you doing to Professer Primate The Second!” yelled Myles.
“If you give me my toys I’ll give you yours.”
Beckett and Myles ran upstairs to get the equipment and Holly was hot on thir heels. They had had it hidden in their own safe. The irony in this is overwhelming,thought Holly as they handed over the equipment. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!! Uh oh. They’d left the monkey in the oven and now he was on fire! DING DONG! Oh no, Artemis and Butler were back! Holly let them in and Butler put out the fire. Artemis put the twins to bed and Holly resolved to never have kids.