Prank Spoiler: It Was All Just a Dream

INT. CLUBHAUS — EVENING
A pair of gloved hands rests the spherical fissile core into a metal shopping cart.
Jared Gutts (V.O.): “I got it from my uncle’s lab — it’s s’posed to be pretty powerful!”

EXT. NEIGHBOURHOOD — EVENING
Tittering laughter is heard as POV follows shopping cart being pushed down a footpath through the quiet neighbourhood of Huntt Tract.
Jared Gutts (V.O.): “This is gonna be great!”

Johnny Gutts (O.C.): “The young men had somehow snuck into one of the nuclear labs at Orville without authorised clearance. They had made off with one of our crepitium subcritical mass assemblies from under neutron drip. These lads don’t know the fire they’re playing with...”

Jared Gutts (V.O.): “Old Mr Orlosky will freak when he sees this!”

Johnny Gutts (O.C.): “Without the Tapfermann Mass Modulator, isotopic incontinence will reach criticality and spontaneous fission will be inevitable.”

EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE — EVENING
Jared Gutts pushes the laden shopping cart up to Mr Orlosky’s doorstep, rings the doorbell, and dashes off into the darkness.
A blinding flash signals a nuclear event, as a roiling mushroom cloud rises above Huntt Tract.

Johnny Gutts bolts upright in bed, sweat beading his brow.
“That nephew will be the death of me, if not the death of Western Civ itself. Though my plaints fall on deaf ears, I say that the world is not ready for this young man.”