Horrid Henry Robs the Bank

Horrid Henry Robs the Bank 'I want the skull! ' ‘I want the skull! ' ‘I want the skull! ' said Horrid Henry, glaring. ‘You had it last time, Henry, ' said Perfect Peter. ‘I never get it. ' ‘Did not. ' ‘Did too. ' ‘I'm the guest so I get the skull, ' said Moody Margaret, snatching it from the box. ‘You can have the claw. ' ‘NOOOOOOOO! 'wailed Henry.

‘The skull is my lucky piece. ' Margaret looked smug. ‘You know I'm going to win, Henry, 'cause I always do. So ha ha ha. ' ‘Wanna bet?'muttered Horrid Henry. The good news was that Horrid Henry was playing Gotcha, the world's best board game. Horrid Henry loved Gotcha. You rolled the dice and travelled round the board, collecting treasure, buying dragon lairs and praying you didn't land in your enemies' lairs or in the Dungeon. The bad news wasthat Horrid Henry was having to play Gotcha with his worm toad crybaby brother. The worst news was that Moody Margaret, the world's biggest cheater, was playing with them. Margaret's mum was out for the afternoon, and had dumped Margaret at Henry's. Why oh why did she have to play at his house? Why couldn't her mum just dump her in the bin where she belonged?

Unfortunately, the last time they'd played Gotcha, Margaret had won. The last two, three, four and five times they'd played, Margaret had won. Margaret was a demon Gotcha player. Well, not any longer. This time, Henry was determined to beat her. Horrid Henry hated losing. By hook or by crook, he would triumph. Moody Margaret had beaten him at Gotcha for the very last time.

‘Who'll be banker?’said Perfect Peter. ‘Me, ’ said Margaret. ‘Me, ' said Henry. Being in charge of all the game's treasure was an excellent way of topping up your coffers when none of the other players was looking. ‘I'm the guest so I'm banker, ' said Margaret. ‘You can be the dragon keeper. ' Horrid Henry's hand itched to yank Margaret's hair. But then Margaret would scream and scream and Mum would send Henry to his room and confiscate Gotcha until Henry was old and bald and dead.

‘Touch any treasure that isn't yours, and you're dragon food, ' hissed Henry. ‘Steal any dragon eggs that aren't yours and you're toast, ' hissed Margaret. ‘If you're banker and Henry's the dragon keeper, what am I?’said Perfect Peter. ‘A toad, ' said Henry. ‘And count yourself lucky. ' Horrid Henry snatched the dice. ‘I'll go first. ' The player who went first always had the best chance of buying up the best dragon lairs like Eerie Eyrie and Hideous Hellmouth. ‘No, ’' said Margaret, ‘I'll go first. ' ‘I'm the youngest, I should go first, ' said Peter. ‘Me! ’ said Margaret, snatching the dice. ‘I'm the guest. ’ ‘Me! ’ said Henry, snatching them back.