EXT. – NEW YORK PLAYGROUND – DAY
A sunny and clear day.
The playground is still fairly empty as the City is still waiting to embrace the Labor Day throngs that are still abroad.
DAD#1 leans on fence and looks on smiling as SON#1 plays with cars in a sandbox bathed by the sunlight. A slight breeze carries a scent of autumn.
SON#1
Vroom Vroom! Beep Beep! Bulldozer! Bus! Police Car!
DAD#1
Hey Buddy, you almost ready to go home?
SON#1
No! Don’t wanna!
DAD#1
OK. 5 more minutes and then we have to go. Mommy is waiting.
SON#1
No! Don’t wanna!
DAD#1
Right. Of course not.
DAD#2 and SON#2 arrive at the sandbox and DAD#2 plops SON#2 in the sandbox empty handed. SON#2 looks around and sees SON#1 has cars. He waddles over and helps himself.
SON#1
Nooooo! Daddy?!
DAD#1
That’s OK little man, you can share your cars. You have a couple and he can play with some too.
SON#1
Noooooo! I don’t wanna!
DAD#1
C’mon little man. You have cars in both your hands. You don’t need the others right now.
SON#1 looks distraught, but grudgingly turns back to the cars he has in his hands and continues to play. SON#2 waddles back and grabs the remaining cars from SON#1. DAD#2 looks on smiling.
SON#1
Daaaaaaaaaaady?! Noooooooo!!!!
SON#1 proceeds to throw a tantrum.
SON#1
Caaaaaaarrrrrs!!! I want!!! Noooooooooo!!!!
DAD#1
OK. Relax we’ll ask him to give you the cars back.
DAD#2 (while just standing there)
Hey, Johnny give one of the cars back, the boy seems upset. (sideways to DAD#1) It’s always hard for them to learn to share. It took me a while to get him to do it.
DAD#1
That’s OK. I’m sure he’ll give them back.
DAD#2 (puzzled)
No, I meant your son.
DAD#1 (mouth agape)
Huh?
THE END
NB: DAD#1 is still trying to decide if DAD#2 was actually being serious.