Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die
You jump out and dash at them, screaming like a banshee! The idiot criminals don't know what hit them. One of them keels over, grasping his chest.
"FRANKIE!" screams the other criminal.
"My- my heart!" gasps the keeled-over one.
The standing criminal looks at you in disbelief, as you are still screaming and running around all crazy-like. He goes for the door, but your dad appears suddenly, blocking the way.
The remaining criminal is taken out by a punch from your dad.
"Wow," dad smiles, "we did good, kid."
You smile back. From the stairway, however, comes a familiar voice.
"What's goin' on?" past you asks sleepily.
"FRANKIE!" screams the other criminal.
"My- my heart!" gasps the keeled-over one.
The standing criminal looks at you in disbelief, as you are still screaming and running around all crazy-like. He goes for the door, but your dad appears suddenly, blocking the way.
The remaining criminal is taken out by a punch from your dad.
"Wow," dad smiles, "we did good, kid."
You smile back. From the stairway, however, comes a familiar voice.
"What's goin' on?" past you asks sleepily.