Jim sat with his son on the couch, watching him play a video game.
“So what do you have to do in this?”
Donny shrugged.
“You can do anything, really.”
“So... I could beat that hooker over there?”
“Absolutely.”
“Can I have the controller?”
Donny gave his father an odd look before handing him the controller.
Jim pointed the camera towards the prostitute, and tested out the buttons.
“Wait, how do you pull out a gun?”
Donny’s eyes went wide, and he pointed to the button.
Jim pulled up a weapon wheel, and sighed in relief.
“Ah, yes, the classic sniper rifle!”
He looked through the scope and put the crosshairs on her head, pulling the trigger.
He laughed as she ragdolled into a wall, sending spurts of blood into the air.
“Only fools rush in, son.”
Donny moved away from his father, but only slightly.
“You’ve got the cops on your ass, dad.”
“How do you take cover?”
Donny pointed at the button, and Jim hid behind a car and changed to a grenade.
As the cop cars piled up, he threw a grenade and blew them all up, sending corpses flying every which way.
Jim laughed harder than he had in a long time, disturbing his son.
Karen came out and watched Jim shoot cops.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Jim put the controller down, embarrassed.
“Nothing.”
“Dad was shooting cops and hookers.”
“I’m going to cut your dick off.”
“I need to talk to you, Jim.”
“Alright, I’ll be there in a second.”
He turned to Don, with a soft smile on his face.
“Do you remember what I said?”
“Only fools rush in?”
“Exactly.”
