A little later, Becky got home from school, and entered her house.
She was surprised to discover that there was nobody in. She found a note from her mother that she was away helping her aunt, and wouldn’t be back till tomorrow.
She went to look for her dad. She searched the living room, the bathroom, and her bedroom, and her parents bedroom, and the cupboards in the kitchen, and the kitchen itself. She even checked in the cupboard under the kitchen sink (even though she knows her dad won’t fit in there).
She went into the basement, the one place she hadn’t looked. There, in the dim light, from the basement window, she could see a figure hanging by his knees from the chin-up bar in the basement, above the soft Crash mat. And he seemed to be asleep.
As she got nearer, she saw that the figure had black hair, like her dad, and was in nothing but boxers that were the same as her dad’s.
Then, in the dim light from the basement window, she saw the figure stretched his arms, almost like a bat’s wings.
Becky gasped.
Then the figure opened his eyes and said, “hi, Becky!” In a voice that was like her dad’s.
It only took Becky one tenth of a second to guess who it was - it was her dad. “Dad?” She said.
“You worked that out!” said David, as he came off the chin-up bar, landing on his back on the crash mat. he sat up as his daughter came to him, and took out the fake fanged teeth from his vampire Halloween costume. “How was my bat impression?” He asked her, and let out a few squeaks, like a bat. He unties a tattered cape from round his neck (which he used for his bat wings) and sat, wriggling his toes.
“It was impressive, dad.” Becky said, hugging her dad. “You remember the bats from when we went hiking and they chased you into the lake. I remember it took you a whole hour to dry off.”
Becky and David collapsed on their backs onto the crash mat, laughing. Becky even noticed how her dad’s ears were pointed. David made her laugh by wiggling the pointed ears.