My son goes to work with me three mornings a week. While waiting for class to start he will always grab his rockets & run out on stage looking for my students to play with him. They willingly & politely participate hoping the bell will ring soon so they can get out of it.
Then there are those days when I think they are having more fun than David! They often get quite a workout before the day has even begun, regardless of who is the instigator!
Then there is that lovely part of the game where every actor really lives: the death scene. After a few games with my actors David is now running around yelling "DIE! DIE!" while they dramatically & emotionally die a thousand deaths as they pay homage to Hamlet and others.
That's right, everyone is open game in this hunt. Friends turn on each other when the rockets are in their hands!
And just adding as an after topic, WHEN did my son go from a size 8 to a 10??? I had to go get him new shoes because none of his fit all of the sudden! He chose these red Vans. None other would compare. He even wore them out of the store. I guess they make him faster when he's running away from a rocket!