A small group of five children were peacefully playing in the tree house of the second smallest child's back yard. The children aged 3 to 12 were creating a country mostly just goofing around and having fun as children do.

"TOBY! GET OUT OF THE TREE HOUSE! I WANNA PLAY WITH NICK AND GEORGE!"

"NO!" the second youngest, Toby yelled back at his older brother.

"GET OUT OR I'LL TELL MOM!"

"NO! DIS IS OUR COUNTRY! YOUR NOT ALLOWED HERE!" the eldest yelled

"WELL WHAT'S YOUR 'COUNTRY' CALLED" The boy on the ground yelled putting the word country in air quotes.

"Uhhh- tommy! What's our country called?" the eldest boy in the tree asked his younger brother. The toddler who is yet to spell his own last name balled out

"Womabur!"

"L'MANBURG! THAT'S OUR COUNTRY'S NAME CLAYTON!"

"MY NAME ISN'T CLAYTON WILLHELM!"

"MY NAME ISN'T WILLHELM DOOFUS!"

"POOPYPANT'S!"

"JERK FACE!"

The 12 and 11 year old continued to yell childish insults at each other until the elder was called in for supper along with his younger brother.

"WAR! TOMORROW! WINNER GETS THE TREE HOUSE!" the younger yelled.

"DEAL! SEE YOU TOMORROW CLAYTON!"

"IT'S CLAY!"

"WILL! TOMS! DINNER!"

"ALISTAIR C'MON IT'S DINNER TIME!" the second eldest's father yelled

The three children climbed down the tree house. Two ran home while the oldest argued with the child on the ground for a few more minutes before his elder brother had to come to get him.

if anyone wants to I can explain some more of the neighborhood or the ages but I currently don't have a plan to.