## An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by KP Presents » Mon Jun 01, 2015 2:51 am

“Mum – are you in?”
I came into the house, putting my bag down on the floor as I put my coat on the hook. I was still getting used to using that word again – Mum – despite the fact the wedding had been months before now.
Not that it was a bad thing – it was a wonderful word to use, but it had been so long... Anyway, I heard her say “In the kitchen Louise – come away in,” so I went through to see her sitting at the table, dressed in a blue jacket and dress as she drank some coffee.
“Did you get it?”
“I did,” Mum said with a smile, “so I’m afraid you may need to keep an eye on each other after school once I start.”
“Why’s that Mom,” Freddie said as he came in. Obviously, we were both in school uniform, but I got the skirt while Freddie got the trousers.
“I got the job at the bank today,” Mum said with a smile, “and I’ve told your father, so we’re all going out for dinner tonight.”
“Great,” I said before I got to the really important matter at hand. “Did you talk about Friday night?”
“Friday? Why would I need to talk to your father about Friday?”
“MUM!”
“I’m joking, I’m joking,” Mum said as she laughed, “I did , and we’re in agreement, so long as the other mothers agree as well.”
“Agree to what?”
“Sleepover on Friday – we don’t have school that day, and...”
“Oh great – the four of them here on a sleepover?” Freddie shook his head as he said “I’m going to my room, to do my homework,” and walked out, picking up his schoolbag as he walked up the stairs.
“What’s his problem?”
“The only boy in a house full of girls? Go and get your homework done, and then get changed. I’ll call the other mothers and make sure they are happy with it.”
“Thanks Mum,” I said as I kissed her on the cheek, and went off to my own room. It really was great to have a mum again...
“Damn, damn, damn...”
As I sat my desk, doing the math assignment I had been set, I was trying to reconcile myself to the fact Friday was about to be ruined for me. Having the day off class was good, but then – oh, the torture...
I heard the knock on the door, and then Mom saying “can I come in” as she opened the door.
“Sure mom – sorry if I was angry downstairs,” I said as I turned round.
“Not a problem – living with a sister takes some getting used to, after all, and this is the first time Louise will have had her friends round since we got here.” Sitting on the bed, she looked at me and said “You know, you’re getting to look more like your dad every day.”
“Do you miss him still?”
“A little – but you have a new father now, who cares about you very much. And because he does, he has a suggestion to put to you?”
“Oh?”
“Why don’t you give Frank Cottrell a call, and see if it’s all right for you to stop over there on Friday night? Your dad and I are going to steer clear of the girls all night, so you should think about doing the same.”
I looked at the best mom in the world, and said “that’s a great idea. Can I call him now?”
“Go on – use the phone in our room,” Mom said, as I went through and sat on the bed, dialling the number. A few moments later, I heard Mrs Cottrell saying “Hello, Cottrell Farm.”
“Hello Mrs Cottrell, it’s Freddie Hobson here. Is Frank there?”
“Hang on,” she said as I heard her call out, and then Frank saying “Hey Freddie – what can I do for you?”
“Get me out of hell – Louise is having a sleepover, and I was wondering if there was any chance of me staying with you on Friday.”
“Let me check with mum,” he said as the line went dead for a few minutes. I looked at Mom standing in the doorway, before Frank came back and said “Yeah, you can stay over – provided Dad says it’s all right. In fact... Why don’t I see if Charlie can stay over as well?”
“That would be great. Call me back later and let me know,” I said as I smiled. If Charlie could make it, it would be an epic night.
“He’s really going to be out of the way all night?”
“Yes I am,” Freddie said as we sat having our lunch on the Friday. “The moment Fiona shows up, I am outta here – you four can have the place to yourselves for the entire night – Mom and Dad excepted of course.”
“Oh we’re staying out of the way,” Dad said as he looked at us, “I need to go on a business trip Saturday afternoon, and your mum and I want some quality alone time, so we’re staying well out of the way.”
“And we’re not going to disturb them,” I said as I stuck my tongue out at Freddie. “so when are you scampering off to spend the night with the boys?”
“That’s enough from both of you,” Dad said as he shook his head. “You can both wash and put away the dishes now.”
“Yes Dad,” I said as we both started to collect the plates up. I was wearing a white sweatshirt, pink leggings with white flowers and socks, while Freddie was – well, he was Freddie.
As he went off to pack his bag, Mum said “so what exactly are you girls going to be doing tonight?”
“You know – eat snacks, drink too much, watch some movies, and talk about boys. The usual stuff.”
“All right – then you had better help me to get some chips and dips sorted out.”
“Why would we want to put chips into dips?”
“She means crisps,” Dad said, “and you need to be taught how to make popcorn as well. I’ll make sure Freddie is getting his stuff together, and run him round later.”
“Right,” Mum said as she found a heavy pan, “Let’s do a test run of the popcorn first, shall we?”
“Hey Fiona,” I said as she came in the door, her mum handing Mum her overnight bag, “ready for a fun night.”
“You betcha – and no boys?”
“No boys – Freddie will be on his way in a little while. Come on through – we’re sorting out the food for later.”
“Is that fresh popcorn?”
“It is,” Mum said, “I’ve buttered it, but I’ll use sugar for the stuff later. Try it.”
Fiona picked up apiece and tried it, smiling as she chewed on it. She took off her coat, repealing a pink Hello Kitty top and blue jeans, before she went to hang it up, taking off her trainers and leaving them by the door as well.
“So when are the other two coming round?”
“In an hour or so, so we’ve got plenty of time...”
I smiled as Dad knocked on the door of the Cottrell farm, and Mrs Cottrell opened it.
“Hi Linda,” Dad said, “one son safely deposited.”
“Frank and Eric are feeding the chickens out back,” Mrs Cottrell said as she looked at me, “why don’t you go and give them a hand and your dad can bring in your things.”
“Thanks,” I said as I walked round, finding Frank and Eric in their jeans and jumpers, scattering seed on the pen where the chickens walked about.
“Hey,” Frank said as he saw me walk round, “grab a handful and give us a hand.”
“Thanks – where’s Mark?”
“Out in the top field with Trojan – he’s using today to till some of the ground with the plough.”
I nodded – after all, this was a real farm, so I gave them a hand to feed the birds, before we put some feed in the trough for the pigs and some fresh hay for their horse.
We then went into the house, leaving our shoes by the back door as Mrs Cottrell gave us all some cold milk.
“I’ll start sorting dinner out for you boys,” she said as we put our glasses down, “your father and I are going to go out tonight, and Mark is going to keep an eye on all of you.”
“Which means he stays in the front room, and we keep out of his way,” Eric said with a smile as we all went to the stairs – only to stop when there as a knock on the door.
“Hey,” Charlie Williamson said as he came in, Eric going to watch some television as Mr Williamson put Charlie’s bag down by mine, and we went up to Frank’s room.
“Well, this is a good way to spend a Friday night – but why are we three gathered here anyway?”
“To keep out of the way of the worst horror know to young mankind,” I said quietly, “the girly sleepover.”
“Sleepover? Who and where?”
“My place,” I said as I looked out of Frank’s window, from which you could see our house. “Come and see.”
All three of us looked out of the window to see Patty and Rachel walking to my front door, Rachel’s dad carrying two bags behind them.
“All four of them, at your house, tonight? Where are your mum and dad?”
“Staying in their bedroom.”
I turned my head to see Charlie looking at my house, stroking his chin.
“Hey Freddie – have you got a back door key?”
Last edited by KP Presents on Mon Jun 01, 2015 12:22 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Jun 01, 2015 4:43 am

What fun!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Jun 01, 2015 4:48 am

Oooh! A Sleepover! That would be cool.

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Post by The Wrapster » Mon Jun 01, 2015 7:37 am

I knew Charlie couldn't resist the sleepover!! Sorry, but one small quibble; It's Freddie Hobson not Hawkins. Can't wait for the next update1

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Post by Tom Ford » Mon Jun 01, 2015 9:01 am

And so the new story begins. Thanks for this tale, KP!
Quick thinking on Mrs Hobson to let Freddie go over to the Cottrells. At least in the farm, all of them are boys, even the babysitter, apparently. And the girls in turn will have their sleepover in peace.
But Charlie seemed to scheme and plot. Why would he ask about the key to the back door of Freddie’s home?
I am looking forward to the next update, KP. Hope the update is as good as ever.
Oh yeah, I hope this gets fixed. It was already mentioned by Wrapster, but…

> KP Presents wrote:“Hello Mrs Cottrell, it’s Freddie Hawkins here. Is Frank there?”

Hawkins should be Hobson, since Frank was newly adopted by Jack Hobson.

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Mon Jun 01, 2015 10:16 am

Thanks for the new story! It seems Charlie is planning something evil!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Jun 01, 2015 10:17 am

Great chapter!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Jun 01, 2015 10:26 am

Great start!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Jun 01, 2015 5:32 pm

Great update!!

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Post by William F Somebody » Tue Jun 02, 2015 1:14 am

Ah,so it isn't only the men who would put up a conspiracy, but the little boys too! I do wonder how Frank would handle it, since he is a bit shy. But I remember a bit of his shyness leaving if he's playing, so I guess that would help.
Nice start to a nice story. Let's see where things are going. Charlie asking Freddie if he has the key to the back door makes me think they're gonna be doing some sneakin' around!
Let's see what happens next!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Tue Jun 02, 2015 1:33 am

Please please update really really soon!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Tue Jun 02, 2015 1:34 am

Hope you update soon!!

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Post by The Wrapster » Tue Jun 02, 2015 10:32 am

I join the others in wishing you and An Education a Happy 3rd anniversary!!!

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Post by KP Presents » Wed Jun 03, 2015 7:20 am

“Yeah – why?”
I saw Charlie looking out of the window again, before he said “I think we should go over and invite the girls to play a little game of Slumber Capture.”
“What?”
“Come on – the four of them, sleepover, your parents staying out of the way? It’s perfect – we make their night by kidnapping them one by one.”
“I don’t know,” Frank said quietly, “the idea of sneaking out of the house and into yours...”
“You’re not afraid, are you Frank?”
Looking at me, Frank nodded and said “I don’t want to get into trouble.”
“Gotta admit, Charlie, I don’t exactly want to get into Mom and Dad’s bad books either. It’s a bit too close to the knuckle.”
“Your folks are going out, aren’t they?”
“Yeah,” Frank said quietly, “but Mark’s in charge. You’d need to get past him.”
Charlie just smiled...
“Right,” Rachel said as she replaced her glasses, having cleaned them, “thanks for the wonderful tea, Mrs Hobson.”
“Yeah, thanks Mum,” I said as we sat round the dining room table.
“Well, you girls go into the front room, and decide what you’re going to do,” Mum said, “so that we can get thing set up before your father and I beat a dignified retreat.”
The four of us went into the main room, sitting down as Fiona said “so where is that brother of yours?”
“Staying at the Cottrell farm, way out of our way – guaranteed a boy free zone tonight,” I said with a smile. I could see Fiona was a little upset, but them’s the breaks.
“Good,” Patty said, “means we can do whatever we like. So what have you got for us to watch?”
“Don’t tell Dad I sneaked these out of the cupboard,” I said as I put some DVDs in front of them.
“No way,” Rachel whispered, but I heard footsteps, so hid them as Mum came in.
“So what are you going to do,” she said as she looked at us.
“We’ll get changed and then start to have fun,” I said, “come on girls – upstairs.”
“One thing,” Rachel said as we went into my bedroom, “let’s make this a tie-up free night. Just for once, let’s have fun while still been able to move and talk – agreed.”
“Radical thinking, Rach,” I said with a smile, “but yeah – that sounds good.”
I smiled as I took my clothes off, and pulled on a pair of dusky pink pyjamas. Rachel had a blue nightdress, and Patty a green t-shirt and shorts. Fiona had brought her teddy bear onesie – so when the four of us came into the front room, Mum and Dad just shook their heads and laughed.
“Give me a hand with the food, Louise,” Mum said, “and then your dad and I are staying out of the way until the morning.”
The three of us heard Mrs Cottrell say “You boys behave yourselves now,” and the front door closing, before we made our way downstairs.
We found Mark and Eric sitting in the front room, watching an episode of Daredevil on the television.
“I wondered where you three had got to,” Mark said as he looked up, “so what have you been doing?”
“We were just talking upstairs,” Frank said as we stood by the door. Both Mark and Eric looked at us now, as he said “and?”
“We were wondering if you’d allow us to go over to my house and surprise the girls," I said as I looked at him.
“Nope,” was his immediate reply as he stood up, and we heard the doorbell ring. “That will be the pizzas for dinner – come through to the dining room.”
As we walked through, it looked like our plans for the evening had been scuppered at the first step – but a few minutes later, Mark came in with the pizza boxes, putting them down on the table before he said “And how exactly would you surprise the girls?”
I grinned as I said “Well, here’s what I thought...”
“Well, ten out of ten for pluck,” Mark said as he looked at us, “but if you’re going to do this, then we need some rules of contact. I can’t leave Eric here on his own, so the two of us will come over to the house with you. Frank, take your mobile phone – I want you to text me when you are on your way back. I’ll also text you when I get word that Mum and Dad are on their way home as well – you need to come back then, no matter what.”
“Okay – but in the meantime?”
“Just don’t do anything stupid – and if your parents catch you, Freddie, own up.”
“Gotcha,” I said as I nodded.
“All right then – wash the dishes, dry up and put away, and then get together what you need.”
“There we go,” Mum said as she put the bottles of Coca Cola by the plastic cups, “got everything you need?”
“Thanks Mum,” I said with a smile.
“Right then – do not sit up for too long, and enjoy your evening,”
We watched as Mum went out and closed the door, before Patty said “Right then – what are we going to do first?”
“Let’s watch this first,” I said as I showed them the DVD of Pitch Perfect, “and then we can move on to Scream...”
I walked over and drew the curtains over the windows, before sitting down as the music started.
“Well, the lights are on upstairs and downstairs,” I said as we walked towards the house, “I guess the festivities have begun.”
Frank, Charlie and I were each carrying a plastic bag, into which we had put lengths of rope, scarves, rolls of tape and some handcuffs what Mark had somehow found. I had the key to those in my pocket, as we sneaked around the side of the house.
“Right,” Mark said as he looked at us, “from now on, you are on your own. Just remember – when I say Mum and Dad are coming home, the three of you need to come back as well.”
We nodded as I slowly unlocked the back door, and walked in, Charlie and Frank following before I closed the door and locked it behind us. The room was dark, but I didn’t turn the light on, as I motioned for them to wait there and then sneaked down the corridor.
I could see the light on under the door, so I put my ear to the door and listened.
“Oh come on,” I heard Patty say, “end this film – let’s get on to the really good stuff.”
Coming back, I whispered “they’re all in there watching films.”
“So what do we do,” Frank said as he looked at me.
“We wait – because sooner or later, one of them is going to need to go to the toilet. Let’s wait here...”
We were huddled down on the couch, watching the start of the film with the sound turned up – loud enough for us, but not so loud it was going to bring Mum and Dad down.
“What on earth is she doing,” Rachel said as she grabbed a handful of popcorn, and watched the blonde haired actress as she answered the telephone call.
“I honestly don’t see what’s so scary about THISSSSS!”
I laughed as Patty screamed when the person in the white mask appeared, before she grabbed some more popcorn and smiled sheepishly.
“See – told you it would be fun,” I said as I held a cushion, laughing along with the other girls.
It was about half an hour into the film that Fiona stood up and said “I need to go a place.”
“Want us to stop the film until you come back?”
“No you’re good,” she said as she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
“It’s Fiona,” I whispered as I looked out of the kitchen door, trying not to laugh at the brown one piece costume she had on with a bear’s face on the front. “Come with me Charlie. Frank you wait here.”
The two of us sneaked down the corridor and stood either side of the door as we heard the water running. As Fiona stepped out into the dark corridor, she turned and closed the door – which allowed me to grab her, wrapping my left arm round her and pinning her arms to her side as with my other hand I pushed a folded cloth in her mouth, and covered it with my free hand.
“HWTHFFHHHLLLLPPPPP!” she tried to call out, as I looked to the door, but nobody came out. She was a real wildcat as she tried to get herself free, and push the cloth out.
“Hi,” I whispered into her ear, “Surprise.”
She stopped struggling for a second, as she saw Charlie walk round and grab her legs, and we carried her up the stairs, Frank following as quietly as he could. We made our way into my room, as Fiona said “mgnnlufrthssfrdeehbsn.”
“Promises Promises – nice outfit, by the way,” I said as Frank produced a knotted strip of towel, and I took my hand away, allowing him to cleave gag Fiona while I took her hands behind her back, and used a pair of the handcuffs to secure then together. They hung on her wrists as she tried to pull them apart, with no luck.
“Sit down,” I said as Charlie brought my desk chair over, Fiona nodding as sat and allowed me to use some rope to tie her waist to the chair back, as well as her stomach, while Charlie knelt down and tied her ankles together and to the chair leg. Frank took a roll of the special tape we use, and wrapped it round her head, Fiona watching us the whole time.
“Now,” I said as I looked at her, “You just stay here – we’re going to bring the others up, one by one, so have fun.”
“Ulllnfrgtwwsfthss,” Fiona said as she started to struggle, looking at us the whole time.
“IS it safe leaving her on her own up here?”
“Don’t worry – she can’t get out of those cuffs, and we need to get down before they realise she hasn’t come back,” I said, so we headed back down the stairs as quietly as we could, hoping Fiona was going to play along...
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### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Jun 03, 2015 5:29 pm

Nice!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:23 pm

What a great plan!

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Post by Tom Ford » Wed Jun 03, 2015 6:34 pm

Again, what a great, great update! It’s a good thing Mr and Mrs Cottrell was out. They would never have allowed the boys to sneak over the Hobson residence at night. But Mark was more cool, I suppose. Too bad Eric had to be there. Mark would need to watch him. But does Eric know? Guess it doesn’t matter.
And so they sneaked in the house. It’s a good plan too, waiting for them to go to the toilet one by one and grabbing them as they did so. Fiona was the first victim. Bet she loved it when she found out it was Freddie who grabbed her! At least the reason for her pouting earlier is not here anymore!
I’m sure the girls, once they found out what was really going on, would play along, and see what the boys re up to.

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Wed Jun 03, 2015 10:14 pm

Thanks for this update! Oh those boys are so sneaky!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Jun 03, 2015 10:21 pm

Great chapter!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Jun 03, 2015 10:22 pm

Great update!!

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Post by William F Somebody » Thu Jun 04, 2015 1:04 am

And so we get to the meat of this tale! The plot to capture the four youngest girls is under way, and they’ve got Fiona! And I must say that their plan to wait by the toilet is brilliant. Though they have to be careful. They must make sure they won’t be caught by the adults or they would be in big trouble, and also Mark too for allowing them to do this foolhardy thing.
I’m sure they’ll do alright, though I have a feeling this won’t be all smooth sailing for our heroes.

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Jun 04, 2015 1:51 am

Please please update really really soon!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Jun 04, 2015 1:51 am

Hope you update soon!!!

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Post by KP Presents » Fri Jun 05, 2015 3:19 am

“Where do you think Fiona’s got to?”
I looked over at Rachel and Patty, and said “I wouldn’t worry – she probably just went to get a OHMYGODLOOK!!”
The other two screamed as the masked figure appeared behind the boy, our minds completely taken off wherever Fiona had got to.
A few minutes later, Rachel stood up. “My turn – if I see her, I’ll chase her back.”
“Hurry up – I think the really good bit is coming.”
“It’s Rachel,” Charlie said with a grin as he looked at me, “allow me.”
“All yours,” I said quietly as she went into the bathroom. He sneaked towards the door, and waited for a moment with the cloth in his hand until he heard the water running.
As she came out, Charlie grabbed her, pushing the cloth into her mouth before she had a chance to call for help. I watched her struggle under his grip, before he leaned over and whispered something into her ear.
I swear, I have never seen anyone melt so quickly as Rachel, as she nodded and Charlie motioned to both of us. I handed him a knotted strip of towel, and he pulled it into her mouth and around her head before cuffing her wrists behind her back.
“Let’s get her upstairs,” I said.
“We can out her with Fiona, make it easier to watch them both.
“Not a good idea,” Frank whispered, “we haven’t covered their hands or taped their fingers. I bet they could get free, even with cuffs.”
“All right – we use Louise’s room,” I said as we walked upstairs, and went into her bedroom. I pulled the chair away from her desk, and soon little Rachel was sitting there, looking at us as Charlie started to bind her ankles.
“I think we can take it from here,” I said as I looked at Frank, “you go downstairs, give us a signal if one of them leaves the room.”
“I’ll check Fiona before I go down, but I need the toilet first,” Frank said as he left us, closing the door behind himself.
“Patty, something’s not quite right here?”
“I know,” Patty said as she grabbed another handful of popcorn, “none of them are obeying the rules.”
“That’s not what I mean Doofus,” I said as I punched her, “I meant Fiona and Rachel. Where are they?”
“Toilet?”
“For this long – something’s going on,” I said as I stood up, “come on.”
“What?”
“Leave the film running – I have a feeling we’re not the only ones in the house, and I’m not talking about Mum and Dad.”
Leaving the front room, we closed the door behind ourselves and walked down to the kitchen. Everything looked all right, but I then heard a noise in the downstairs toilet. Putting my finger to my lips, I motioned to Patty to join me by the door, as we both looked through the crack.
I think you can imagine my surprise – well, nor surprise, amusement when I saw Frank Cottrell come out, and head to the stairs.
“I knew it,” I said quietly, “the boys are here?”
“Boys, plural?”
“Come on –can you imagine Frank being here on his own?”
“You have something there,” Patty whispered, “so what now?”
“Now – let’s see where he goes,” I said as we sneaked along the corridor, following Frank as he walked up the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, we watched as Frank passed Freddie's door, and then heard him say “Now what have we got here.” He walked in, and we walked quickly behind him to see him standing in front of Fiona, a pair of handcuffs round her left wrists, as she leaned down to try and untie her ankles.
“Well now, I guess I’ll have to really make sure you can’t get away,” we heard Frank say – which we took as our cue to walk in, grabbing Frank by the arms as I said “On the other hand, you could tell us what’s going on.”
“Turrtmm,” Fiona said as she finished untying her legs, and then walked over to close the door before she looked at us.
“Sorry – we were watching a film,” I said as Patty held Frank. “Now then, young Master Cottrell, why don’t you tell us what’s going on here?”
Frank just looked at the three of us, not saying a word.
“Come on Frank – if you’re here, Charlie and Freddie must be here with you. Where are they?”
Frank stayed silent, blushing redder than a Riding Hood.
“Oh they’re here all right,” Patty said. “Do you see Rachel in here? Where do you keep ropes, Louise?”
“Under the bed, why?”
“Because,” she said as she reached under and pulled out a bag, “we’re going to make sure Frank stays here, and capture the boys ourselves.”
“Oh yeah,” Fiona finally said as she spat the cloth out.
“I’m not worried – they’ll get you before you know it.”
“Good – thanks for confirming they are here,” Patty said as she took a length of rope out, “now lie down, hands behind your back, or we start the tickle torture...”
“There we go,” I said as I stood back, “all snug and cosy.”
“Hrddhrrr,” Rachel said as she struggled in the chair. Like Fiona, we had bound her ankles to the front leg, and tied her legs together, folding the skirt of her nightdress up and then back once they were secured. One of my belts had been used to secure her to the chair back. “Whtruflkssgnnss?”
“Hopefully, we’ll have all four of you before they find out,” I said as Charlie patted our captive’s head. The band of white tape round her head was helping to keep her even more silent.
“Two down, two to go. Where’s Frank?”
“He’ll be fine – come on, let’s leave her here.”
I watched as Charlie looked round the room, and then grabbed a set of keys.
“What do you want with them?”
“Making sure she can’t get out if she gets free,” Charlie said as we went out, and he locked her bedroom door.
“Okay then – you go and check on Fiona, and I’ll head down and join Frank.”
“Gotcha,” Charlie whispered as I headed down the staircase. The film was still going, but I couldn’t hear them, probably because they were so scared. More to the point, where was Freddie? He was supposed to have been by the bathroom door!
Shaking my head, I went back to the kitchen and kept watch.
“There – doesn’t that look better?”
Fiona nodded as she pulled the rope between Frank’s legs, cinching the binding she was applying below his knees. He already had his wrists tied together behind his back, and ropes around his arms and chest, while the white tape was now wrapped around his head, keeping the towel strip and sponge in place.
“Now then,” I said as I pulled his ankles back, holding them in place as Fiona tied them to his chest ropes, “since you won’t tell us, we’ll just have to...”
I stopped as I heard footsteps outside the door, and nodded to Fiona and Patty, who stood either side, the three of us waiting.
“Now then, young Fiona,” Charlie said as he came in, “how are you... Ah. Oh dear.”
“That,” Patty said as she closed the door, “is a very good thing to say, young Charles. Now, are you going to do what we tell you to do, or do we have to make things difficult?”
I looked up at Charlie as he took in the scene, and then said “It’s a fair cop,”
“Hands behind your back, there’s a good little captive,” Fiona said, as she tied his wrists together behind his back, and then wrapped the rope around his waist to keep them in place.
“Now then,” I said as Patty wrapped rope around his arms and chest. “Where are Rachel and Freddie?”
“Who?”
“Very funny,” Patty said as she pulled the rope tight. “Where are they?”
“I don’t know,” Charlie said as he smiled at all of us. “Now, why don’t we...”
“Oh no,” Fiona said as she pushed the sponge ball into his mouth, and then peeled the end of the roll of tape free, “you can stay real quiet. I know how persuasive you can be, given half a chance.”
“Hmmm?”
“Yes you,” Patty said as they helped him to lie down, and then tied his ankles and legs, before hogtying him.
“Now then, where do you think Freddie is,” I said as I looked at the other two.
“Where the heck is Frank,” I thought as I looked at the door. “More to the point, surely one of them would need the toilet by now...”
Looking at the door again, I decided to take a look, see what was keeping them so engrossed. I listened once more, and then slowly opened the door – only to find the room empty, the film starting again.
I stood there for a moment, looking at the couch, the bowl of popcorn on the table in front of it, and slowly shook my head. “Oh sis, sis, sis – you are the cunning one, aren’t you,” I said to myself, but then closed the door and looked to the staircase.
Walking up, I put my ear to the closed door of Louise’s room, and then my own, before I walked over to the linen closet and walked in, closing the door behind me.
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### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:31 am

Nice!!!

### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Jun 05, 2015 5:34 am

Uh oh! The boys are in trouble!

### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by Tom Ford » Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:32 am

A nice, nice update!
Things start to get pear shaped for the boys. It seems to me that their plans has gone awry! Charlie and Frank are captured! If Freddie gets caught too, then their scheme is a total failure. Plus even if Freddie evaded captured, and freed the other two boys, the fact that the girls know what was happening meant that the element of surprise is gone, and it is compounded by the fact that the girls themselves were hunting the boys, and that they too are outnumbered!
Not to mention that they’ve got to do all this without Mr and Mrs Hobson catching them, before Mr and Mrs Cottrell arrives!
Yet somehow, I have faith in the boys that they can pull off this foolhardy venture!
Anyway, here are some quibbles. Fiona was placed in Freddie’s room, so that meant Rachel is in Louise’s room! I think the rooms were mixed up.

> KP Presents wrote:“All right – we use Louise’s room,” I said as we walked upstairs,

and went into my bedroom. I pulled the chair away from her desk, and soon little Rachel was sitting there, looking at us as Charlie started to bind her ankles.
They went into Louise’s bedroom, so it should be went into her bedroom or my sister’s bedroom.

> KP Presents wrote:At the top of the stairs, we watched as Frank passed my door, and then heard him say, “Now what have we got here.”

That should be, we watched as Frank passed my brother’s door
Since they kept Fiona in Freddie’s room.
And

> KP Presents wrote: watched as Charlie looked round the room, and then grabbed my door keys.

That should be my sister’s door keys since Rachel was placed in Louise’s room.

> KP Presents wrote:“Making sure she can’t get out if she gets free,” Charlie said as we went out, and he locked my bedroom door.

That should be my sister’s bedroom door

### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Jun 05, 2015 4:44 pm

Great chapter!

### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Sat Jun 06, 2015 4:58 am

Sneaky the boys might be, but they are also unlucky.

### Re: An Education - A Quiet Night In

Post by John Kennon Smith » Sat Jun 06, 2015 6:08 am

Great update!