A much longer dream. Two brothers were talking in a lounge room much like on in I Dream of Jeanie. Rather than chat, the younger one decides to hit the older one and then they sparred. The younger one would fight dirty.
I was in a suburban street. Two children were being unruly. Eventually they got too unruly so I snapped the neck of one and disposed of the other one by methods unknown. There was one witness. I attempted to track them down. I was concerned the witness would dob me in. I was relieved when I woke up as incarceration would’ve been inconvenient.