[ WP ] The death of a hero- due to their Sidekick 's mistake .

The boy's pupils dilate as his eyes reflect the bright blue glow of the plasma round heading straight towards him. The smile of his killer illuminated by the glow of his new weapon. 
 
 Sweat merely beginning the process of pouring, being evaporated by this bolt of azure tinted death. 
 He closed his eyes, embracing his last seconds in a private eternity. 
 A dull thud resonated as a body collided with the pavement. 
 The boy opened his eyes to the crazed laughter of his would-be assailant. 
 
 `` *No*, **NO**.'' He cried as he witnessed his partner crumbled, un-moving on the cities floor. 
 He rushed to his side, turning him over to reveal a charred hole replacing the former emblem embroidered on his chest. 
 `` No. *Kazoo Man... *'' A tear fell through the boy's wooden mask. Finding rest on the leather hide he dressed in. 
 `` If only I had played my didgeridoo better... If only I had done as **you told me**. He would have been so aghast at the marvels of my *didgeridoo*... he would n't have taken the shot. He **couldn't**, have taken the shot.'' 
 
 The villain approached the body of the former hero and his companion. A dull thud with each step, gradually increasing in volume. His maniacal eyes glistening with joy. His face seemingly radiating a blue hue of ecstasy in tandem with his charging plasma rifle. 
 
 He stood over the corpse and the boy turned man through ultimate loss. He said, in a low menacing voice. `` Do you know what they call me lad? *April Fools*.'' 
 **BAM** 
 
 Confetti sprayed everywhere as the gun went off. 
 Kazoo man rose from his mock slumber and wailed on his kazoo. 
 
 But poor didgeridoo boy, had a heart attack. 
 Brought about by a joke gone too far. 
 All because... he *did n't play. * His didgeridoo.
