AUTHOR NOTE: The following was written and edited in a 30 minute time window as part of a writing challenge.
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Tim laid down on the floor, eyes closed, the night slowly extinguishing the light from the slightly open curtain. “Ow… ow… ow… ow… oi! Can you stop throwing grapes at me?”
“Well, think of something to do. I’m bored.”
“You think of something to do, jerk-off.”
“Hey, fuck you. Besides, you’re too much of a pussy to do what I wanna do.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“That stupid bitch next door took her annoying son to a resort or some shit… I overheard them talking about it, the car drove away a few hours ago… house is totally empty… they don’t have an alarm, I say we break in and have some fun.”
“That is your idea of fun?”
“Yeah. What, lemme guess, you want to watch a movie, have some popcorn? Snuggle me praying I give the hint that I want to stick my dick right up your—“
“Fine! Fine! Jeez, we’ll go, we’ll go… fuck…”
There was the sound of a window smashing, the dogs two houses down barking loudly for a couple minutes, before the neighbourhood was silent once more. “Okay, we’re here… now what?”
“Look for shit to steal, obviously!”
“Obviously…”
“Look at this… the kid is a fucking call of duty fag… you know what’d be hilarious? Smashing the hell out of his brand new call of duty game!”
“Oh come on… that’s just mean…”
A loud snap is heard.
“Sorry… didn’t catch that. Hahahahaha!”
“Fuck man… I don’t like this, I’m getting out of here.”
“You move, and this—“
A clink from a metal bat is heard.
“—Will be you.”
A sickening crash is heard, as a television is shattered. The noise is loud enough to wake someone up, and unaccounted for resident… a baby's cry is heard.
“Dude… what the fuck! I thought you said the house was empty!”
“How could I know the fucking slut squeezed out another little shit! Fuck! I’m gonna go shut it up!”
“NO! STAY HERE!”
“Let go of me… now!”
“We… are… leaving.”
A crunch is heard, as an aluminium bat is rammed across kneecaps, shattering one.
“Stay here, I’ll be right back.”
“You… Mother…. Fucker…”
Creaking is heard as footsteps go up the staircase, sirens far off in the distance are heard.
A slimy sound is heard, trickling sounds accompanying it, as weak footsteps trudge up the staircase.
“Hush little baby, don’t say a word…”
“Stop this… now…”
“Papa’s gonna free you from this strange world.”
“Sirens… you fucking heard that!? SIRENS!”
“And if those who love you start to cry.”
“NEW SOUTH WALES POLICE DEPARTMENT! OPEN UP!”
“Their screams will be heard as they fall and die.”
“There… is only one thing I can do to stop you.”
A struggle is heard, before a sickening crack is heard, followed by a thud. Two policemen storm in, Tasers drawn. The police find a crying baby, and a man, with a shattered ankle, and a broken neck, slumped over near the crib, a bat in his hand.