Horrid Henry gets married

Horrid Henry pushed through the front door. Mum was on the phone and Perfect Peter was eating cereal.

“Get out of my way, worm.” Horrid Henry pushed Peter off the chair then gulped down the remains of his cereal.


“Mum!” wailed Perfect Peter. “Henry pushed me off the chair!”

“Don’t be horrid Henry!” screeched Mum, then continued to talk on the phone.

Blah..blah..blah..Eat..blah..blah..blah..Dance..blah..blah..blah..Marry..

Wait a second. What was the old goat yapping about now?

“Of course, Henry will be delighted!” Mum was saying “I’m sure he always loved Lilly. Yes what a pleasant idea. Of course we’ll have them married!”

Horrid Henry gagged. He spat his cereal out. Surely, Mum couldn’t mean marrying Lisping Lilly.