Matilda's Revenge

 It was early in the morning when Matilda got out of bed. She ran down stairs and quickly set the oven.

While it was settling she ran outside to see if there were any bugs in sight. She saw grasshoppers jumping around, coachroach lying on the ground and ants running up and down. She secretly captured the insects and ran back inside.

 She splatted the eggs down on the pan and in 5 minutes the breakfast was ready. She started to hide the insects. She first hid the coachroaches underneath the bacon. She then hid the grasshoppers behind the broccoli and last of all hid the ants in the Milo. She had a disgust frown on her face “YUCK” she whispered she put the breakfast on the tray and put it on the table.

 But then she remembered the last bit of her plan. She quickly went to the bathroom and got the thin big bottle of super glue. She ran downstairs and put 4 neat straight lines on the chair. It even made a square. She then pushed the chair in.

 Finally her dad came down stairs sat on the seat and yelled “Where is my breakfast”. Her mum came in and said” Looks like Michael made your breakfast”. “How sweet of you Michael” Mr Wormwood said. Michael had a frown on his mouth. He did not know what they were talking about. Mrs Wormwood gave his breakfast with a fork and a sharp knife. He at the egg. He said it was nice. He ate the bacon but then he tasted something crawling around. His face went red. He spat the bacon down and found a coachroach crawling around. He screamed. He quickly drank his Milo and felt more crawling things in his mouth. He spat it out and saw millions or less ants running around He started to yell like girl. He yelled so loud that the Milo fell on the floor and more ants poured out of the Milo. He then saw nothing near the broccoli so he ate it and when he opened his mouth a grasshopper jumped out.

 He was so satisfied he got up and along went the chair with him. He then noticed that he could not stand straight. He looked in the back of him and saw the chair was stuck to him. He looked around angry and stopped right at Michael. “What kind of a breakfast is this you give to your father and after all I have done for you”. “But I did not do it Dad” Michael cried. “Don’t lie to me boy soon you are going to join the business and this is how you treat me”. Steam started to pour from his ears. He was so angry he was able to rip of the chair that was stuck to his bottom. From that day on Matilda was so happy she accomplished her revenge