Junior Earplug Adventures: Those Magnificent Earplugs (Part 15)


Naturally the incompetent burglars were keen to join such an organization – though most of them thought that they could have authored a better name for it. But that didn’t matter: they were all ears…

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“Well,” Erroneous said, once he knew he’d snared his audience, “we’ll brush quickly over the rudiments of burglary; then it’ll be on to the refinements – like lock picking; drain pipe shinning; glass breaking; how to help yourself to the contents of an alarmed fridge; and, of course, using a victim’s lavatory without them knowing about it, or leaving your DNA behind.”

“Sound’s great.” The previously doubtful oik who had spoken last yelled in joy. “When do we start?”

“Just as soon as you’ve signed up to the course; made a blood oath; and promise to give us – that’s Hellfire and me – twenty-five per cent of your booty.”

“Where do I sign?” The useless burglar said through a broad smile. “And who’s blood?”

As a result of this huge success, Erroneous and Hellfire soon had the burglar gang  fully trained and back to work. But they knew that efficiency in burgling wasn’t enough: they had to get the local law enforcement officers ‘on side’ as it were. So after several successful burglaries that netted the couple a considerable hoard, they led the gang to…

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…the nearest Cop Shop, where they left one gang member to keep watch.

The police officers were surprised when several known villains entered their establishment.

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“What’s this,” they said, “come to hand yourselves in, have you?”  

The remand prisoners in the cells were surprised too – particularly when the ‘look out’ entered as well.

“Not exactly.” Erroneous replied. “We’ve dragged ourselves all the way here so that we – that’s you and us – can come to some sort of accommodation.”

The police officers weren’t particularly well educated: the meaning of Erroneous’s words eluded them. So Hellfire handed them their recent takings.

“Does this explain better?” He said.

At this the Chief of Police replied, “Who said that?”, as he pocketed the booty and gave Hellfire a knowing wink.

Thereafter burgling became less and less hazardous for the practitioners of the dark art…

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In fact it became fun, and even Erroneous felt tempted to keep his hand in. But he fought the temptation with an iron will, which was just as well, because a week later…

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…his contact officer with the Lawplugs brought some bad news.

“Crime figures have gone through the roof.” He told Erroneous. “As a consequence of this they’ve brought in a task force from the National Police. I’m afraid our little deal is off.”

This really annoyed Erroneous; so he climbed a high tower…

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…with the intention of throwing himself to his death. Then, it seemed to the burglar in chief, that he had a wonderful vision.

© Paul Trevor Nolan

 

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Writer of silly tales, taker of pictures, and all round good egg
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