Howard stared at his screen with giddy. Today marked the series premier of the hot new action show, “Prince Charming”, and his whole school was abuzz with anticipation. A star studded cast, high production value, classic stories to base off of, and a catchy theme song courtesy of some band Howard had never heard of. Mata-Licka or something. Whoever they were, they made some kick-ass tunes. Energy flowed as the countdown began for the show. 2 minutes to the feature presentation.
Howard imagined how amazing the show must be. All the adventure, all the suspense, all the intrigue, it would be the talk of the town for months on end. All his friends and his friend’s friends were just as pumped as he was. 8 year olds tend to share similar interests, after all.
1 minute to showtime. Howard had already collected his merchandise he had relentlessly begged his parents to purchase for him in preparation of just this event. When else was something so extraordinary going to happen? Besides, all his friends had merchandise too. 8 year olds tend to share similar interests, after all.
30 seconds to the big one. Howard practically pressed his face to the screen. He could only hope to dream of the kind of action the show promised. Hair raising escapes, close encounters with ne’er-do-wells, monster slaying of the most premium of calibers. Howard buzzed at the idea of all the reenactments his friends could pull off with him. 8 year olds tend to share similar interests, after all.
10 seconds. Here comes the Big Kahuna itself. Howard smiled at his pet fluffy. Big Orange. Orange gave him an equally amped smile back. Orange would make an awesome monster in play fights. Howard was willing to bet his friends would do much the same. 8 year olds tend to share similar interests, after all.
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“In other news, the town of Golf North, Illinois, has fallen victim to an unexplained sudden riot. Reports of the situation in the town state an uprising of the town’s youths against authorities and adults alike. Reports also suggest a possible case of domestic terrorism is to blame for this massacre, as rumor circulates of a cult worship of a supposed ‘Prince Charming’ reached a fever pitch this past Sunday. No word as of yet on the status of residents still alive or on the large, horse-like beasts that have been rampant in the town and have been pushing the outskirts of the area as well. In other news, local baseba-”
Bzzt.
But of course the youth populace turned on their elders.
8 year olds tend to share similar interests, after all.