"Wait, not yet Donny" Anadin whispers to his younger brother as they both lie prone in large shrubbery decorated in red flowers in what seems to be someone's front yard.
"He's within shooting distance, just let me take the shot and get this over with." Donny tells him as he shuts one eye and aligns his gaze with the iron sights of a gun trained on what seems to be a lanky man in a tan trench coat.
"We're not gonna get him good if we don't time it right, idiot." Anadin warns as he gently slaps the back of his brother's head, breaking his focus entirely.
"Ugh! Then you do it since you're the expert, you do this all the time, I don't get your obsession with me doing it." Donny protests and grumbles as he shows visible frustration and annoyance with his sibling.
"Just shut up and be ready on my cue, Don." He tells his brother as he guides the barrel towards the head of their victim.
The man is seen sorting through his mail as if looking for a specific envelope, and slightly scoffs at the dissatisfaction of not seeing what he's looking for. He crumples the letters in his hand and walks towards his home with a tired expression, and as his hands inch towards his doorknob, a rustle of leaves grabs his attention. "Now Donny, fire!" Anadin shouts as they both jump out and expose their possession, laying a devastating stream of bullet fire upon their enemy. SPLRSH! Their target is drenched and dripping in water from the face down, and he was visibly caught offguard by his assassins, laying him on his hands and glutes in the nicely trimmed lawn. "Hahahaaaa! That was awesome, Don!" Anadin exclaims as he bursts out laughing at the sight of his father's misfortune. His brother, on the other hand, struggles to snicker as he stares into his father's disappointed and unwavering glare.
As Anadin clears his throat of laughter and attempts to fully regain his composure, his father moves his long, wet, brown hair away from his face and raises himself from off the floor without so much as a smile, word, or positive expression. He walks past the two boys into the house, leaving them without any of the reaction they expected to receive. "Dad, wait!" Donny meekly begs as he trails behind his father's shadow into their home. "Aw, come on Dad, you gotta admit that was pretty good." Anadin joyfully points out as he follows behind them, intentionally and knowingly not reading the room whatsoever.