CHAPTER THREE: THE CAPTURE

Hamilton was running after them, reaching out, trying to grab the spaghetti on their heads. Then Uncle Hamilton jumped in front of the ladies, causing them to almost fall.
Hamilton and Hardis stopped dead and skidded on the floor. "Bonjour..." said Uncle Hamilton, who was dressed in a chef’s outfit, wearing a chef’s hat and had a fake moustache.
"You will be our lunch!" he said with an evil grin. "Hey!" said Hardis angrily. "I'm supposed to be the French guy!" Uncle Hamilton stared at Hardis for a few seconds and continued. "Yeah right." said Uncle Hamilton. He grabbed the ladies and tied them up with a rope. "Hey!" shouted Mrs Hamilton. "Let us go, you stupid cat!" she said angrily.
Uncle Hamilton laughed. "That won't be happening soon..." he said, licking his lips. "Oi you---" but then Mrs Hamilton got cut off when Uncle Hamilton tied a rag around her mouth. They did the same to the other three ladies. They carried them away...too...