A lucky escape

Dang, i'm so glad that we managed to get Dad out of that ball craze before we went to Utah. Here's the story: mom announced that we would go to Utah in three days, so we hatched a plan. We would use a hammer to break dad's office window, and he would be able to crawl out into the backyard and enter through the backdoor. Then we would charge our lasers pretty high and blast the balls off the stairs. So there. Not much happened. This is the fiction blog, so i guess my mind isn't working.