Good Spy Mate

I used to live in a big house in Sidney, Australia.

But then my big house in Sidney, Australia exploded thanks to a random kangaroo spy hopping in and tossing a bomb. I'm glad I was away from the big house when it happened. Now I live in a small shack in Brisbane, Australia. I've been happy till today. The kangaroo came back. :(

I was just heading out the door for work when I heard a crash at the back of my humble shack. I rushed across the cramped home and nearly fainted at the sight that met my eyes- the spy kangaroo had smashed my window and was jeering at me menacingly. I tried to speak but could not

. The spy kangaroo bounced in an attempt to intimidate me. I reached for the disk with all the files to make sure it was still there. My hand met an empty pocket. I cursed under my breath and watched as the kangaroo brought up the same disk I was looking for.

“Got this in my pouch,” said the kangaroo, “surely it couldn’t be yours eh?” My heart skipped a beat. That couldn’t be! Not my private files! The kangaroo put down the disk, and it started spinning. Disco lights turned on. Sunglasses appeared on the kangaroo. We were upside down.