Just to let you know, I requested this category to be put up, so therefore I've decided to post this 'test fic' to get it on the list, too! I'll be posting a more serious fanfic soon, so stay tuned.
This oneshot was a dream I had a while back.
Sean Miller's burgundy van pulled up in front of Jack Ryan's home. He quickly got out and ran up to the door, peering around to make sure no one was watching him. It was late at night, so he was certain he wouldn't be seen. He managed to get the door open without a sound, and he sneaked inside with his handgun ready to fire at anyone he saw.
After a few minutes of searching around inside the dark house, Sean began to get a little nervous. He stopped in front of the fireplace, when he turned around to see little Sally in her red pajamas aiming a huge bazooka at him!
"If I pull the trigger, you and half the house will be blown to pieces," she calmly explained in her cute little voice.
The look on Sean's face was priceless!
...and then I woke up.