I loved working in the ice cream van. I loved playing the jingle and watching the kids run down the street excited to get a sweet treat. The kids handing me a few bills they squeezed out from begging to their parents. Seeing their eyes light up as they run away to enjoy the cone I just handed them. It really was a magical thing.
It was also amazing seeing the innocence of children. It was amazing how happy they always were. It was also amazing when you get to see their confusion, and the panicking faces of parents watching in the distance when you pull out your gun. Hearing the screams is like music to your ears. The difference between the shrieks of joy for ice cream and the shrieks of terror is shocking. Both equally as musical.
I drive away whistling to myself before Letting out a loud 'whoop' of joy, the jingle playing loudly for all to hear the ice cream man. Another beautiful day today!
Prompt: I scream, you scream we all scream for ice cream
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