Sean walked down the street happily looking at the shops. He was looking for a gift for his father. The sun was blinding and the smiles on assumed fathers shined. A family, missing their father giggled as they wrapped a gift on a bench nearby. Children walked along with their mothers trying to pick out a gift. Sean was alone because he thought he should probably use his own money instead of using his mothers or fathers. He chuckled a little. If he used his fathers money his father would technically be buying himself a present. He reached into his pocket and shook it a little and the sound of clashing coins could be heard. He walked along into one of the less occupied areas and looked there, happy to be in peace. Suddenly there was a noise of fast footsteps behind him and he looked behind him. He shrugged and walked along again. He checked his pocket again and the same noise as the last time he checked sounded. At least he hadnt been robbed for a start. He still had no progress looking for a gift shop when there was another series of loud and fast footsteps. He looked behind him but this time there was someone running at him. He ran backwards only to bump into another one of the men. The man grabbed him and the other man stopped running. they shook his pockets a little and heard the noise. They went to reach into his pocket when there was another series of the same type of footsteps - Fast and loud. Sean watched wide eyed and his father stood there behind the man. He punched him in the chin and the person fell down, knocked out. The person holding Sean backed out and ran away. Sean had no words to describe what had happened but he ran over and hugged his father. Seans father reached for his own pocket and pulled out a phone and dialed 999.

Happy Fathers Day!