When I was about10, my parents had friends visiting who had 3 boys our age. We thought it'd be fun to go out in the neighborhood to spy on people and hopefully shoot them with our bean-shooters (hard straws thru which you blow small hard things like beans or popcorn).

Our street had an alley separating it from the street behind us, so we went back there and found neighbors having a get-together in their back yard.   We couldn't be seen thru the fence, so we let off a round of beans, and I think something may have gotten broken.
We didn't have time to really know, because they came tearing out after us!   We raced back into our own house, & sat down to innocently watch TV.
The neighbors were so angry they actually barged right in the house after us – which is the only thing that saved our little hides, because of course, OUR adults were so indignant at that, they saw what we had done as irrelevant – WHEW!