100 Smashin' Ways
by AAR
Alternate
'It's a stealth game, sister. Don't ambush our parents.'
Lyn's daughter shrieked with hyperactive glee while her twin brother gazed on with indifference.
Both were seven, and they were hiding in the leafy foliage of a tree from their parents.
It had become a game of stealth.
She brushed teal blue back into a ponytail and her gray eyes fervently scoured the ground expertly. Next to her, her blonde haired brother owlishly blinked his blue eyes and quietly pointed out a faint movement below.
His twin sister insisted on ambushing them, but her brother silenced her with a withering look.
"It's a stealth game, sister. Don't ambush our parents."
I like this one. I like it a lot.