"Are you kidding?" I asked as I crouched in a bush with Jeff, about a mile away from Matt's house. They were trying to get us killed, I determined.

There was nothing more to it. They dared Jeff and I to go down to the road, where this crazy old guy lived, and steal his Nazi flag that he so proudly displayed. It was practically suicide. The guy had guns. But Matt assured us that we wouldn't be shot.

"I hate your brother," I said under my breath, "What is he thinking?"

"I don't know," Jeff shrugged, "Alright, you ready to do this?"

"No," I said truthfully, "Absolutely not."

"Hey, it was your idea to play Truth or Dare," Jeff said, "You can't complain."

"Alright, let's do this before that crazy old guy comes out here."

"I'll grab the flag, you keep watch,"

We were in the front yard, and the flag was hanging on a flagpole in the back yard, on the border of where the man's property ended and the wood's started. We ducked and ran across the yard, past the house, and into the back yard, where we ducked behind another bush.

"Tired?" Jeff asked with a laugh.

"No," I lied, "You?"

"Nope," He shrugged, "Alright, I'll go to the flagpole. You stay about twenty feet away from it. If he comes out, you run towards the car, and I'll go towards the woods. It will confuse him if we split up. Go around the block and pick me up."

"That's the back up plan?"

"That's the back up plan."

"Okay," I said as Jeff handed me the keys to his black Suburban, "Let's get this over with."

"It could be worse," Jeff commented,

"How?" I asked.

"We could have to do it naked."

"True."

"Alright, I'm going."

He left the safety of our bush, and went to the flagpole. I waited a couple of seconds after that and followed suit, staying about twenty feet away from the flagpole. He lowered it as fast and as quietly as he could. He was about three quarters of the way down.

A light in the house flickered, and went on when he had it all the way down. He snatched it and took off towards the car. I followed him as I heard the door slam open. We ran the whole way that was in between his car and us.

I jumped into the drivers side and started the car as Jeff scrambled to get in. I drove off, breathing heavily as Jeff sunk into his seat.

A minute later, I opened Matt's front door. Jeff came in after me, proudly displaying the flag.

"Mission accomplished!" I said, grinning from ear to ear.