At Home with the Slaggs part Five

Our hero is devastated. He will never be rid of this demonic brat:

And the last straw came when he confronted 'the thing' while eating his Farley's Rusks

"I'll get rid of you if it's the last thing I do!", threatened Mr Slagg.

"So - er - how's brassy lady ?", the young infant sneered.

"You - you wouldn't..."

"Oh Mama!", lisped Raymond Junior

"Shut up!  Stop it!"
And Mr Slagg fled.

And moved in with an old pal, who was caretaker at some crumbling mansion outside Dollis Hill.  It wasn't ideal, but his mate had the run of the house, as long as he looked after the creepy kid with curly hair.  

"You ought to see mine !" Mr Slagg mumbled. 

They rubbed along well enough, but Mr Slagg worried for his new wife.  But to stay there with that kid would be intolerable, and if he set foot back in that door, the brat would tell her about Brassy Lady! 

Then the inevitable happened.

An urgent phone call came through for Mr Slagg:

"'ello?", he answered cautiously

"Charlie!", Mrs Slagg was breathless with fear:

"Please come quickly!  Help!"


Mr Slagg legged it to his former home as fast as he feasibly could.
"Oh my giddy aunt!", he exclaimed on arrival:

"Hail!  Hail!" , the bizarre crowd chanted

"What the fu......"

"Charlie!  Charlie!", Mrs Slagg called from the window, "Who are they?  Get rid of them!"


Will Mr Slagg save his new wife from this evil cult?  Or will he go to the pub?

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