I'm Gunning For You
From the darkened recess of his hiding spot, Joey spied his target. Completely unaware of the gruesome fate that awaited, the prey strolled casually by. Joey's pulse quickened for a moment as a warm rush of adrenaline surged through his body. Taking a long, slow breath then exhaling fully, the predator readied himself for the attack.
The time had come to settle a score and the loaded gun in his hand was now trained on the unsuspecting passer by. Without warning Joey sprang out from the shadows and shouted at the young man before him. As Michael, his lifelong friend, spun around, the two locked eyes. Michael knew his time had come and there was nothing he could do about it but accept his fate.
Joey extended his gun wielding hand, squeezed quick and deliberately and screamed wildly in a blood thirsty cry. His aim was true and seconds later as Michael recoiled, he found himself completely soaked. The H2O-189 water cannon Joey had purchased the day before proved to be exactly the weapon he'd hoped it would be.
As the two young boys laughed on this hot summer day, Michael vowed, "I'll get you Joey Castinetta. Mark my words!"