...goes to Kanji, for managed to get all four of his girls to scream, at least three genuinely, with one very simple 'walk-in', no planning.
We were upstairs tidying the bedroom. Lena was by her chest of drawers, Amy on the floor sorting some things facing side-on to the door, and I had my back to the door, folding things on the bed.
Lena squealed first, and I kind of ignored it, thinking she was being silly. Then when Amy screamed too, I turned to see what it was that had startled them, only to see a black looming hulk out of the corner of my eye (my dear husband) at which point I too, screeched. Then Erica screamed too, just for effect. I think she knew he was there all along though.
He stood there, saying 'yep' and holding his arms out in a 'here I am' gesture, a bit bemused (confused) if not by the random squealing then by the roll-on-the-floor laughter and pats on the back and "congratulations that was a super fright, you got all of us!" comments.