A/N: Tezz isn't in this story. I know it's not April Fool's Day, but just couldn't resist writing this! Hope y'all enjoy!
"Okay, I'm going to bed." Spinner said as innocently as possible. Once he left the game room, the group immediately began a conference.
"It's only like eight o'clock! Think he's up to something?" AJ asked.
"No, he's just getting some extra sleep on March 31st!" Stanford said sarcastically.
"Remember the last April Fool's day?" Vert addressed the team, who shuddered.
"That kid needs to be locked up." Zoom shook his head, and Agura nodded.
"How illegal could gluing someone's door shut really be?" She asked, half-serious. The team contemplated this.
"Well, it's only for a day…"
"Meh…"
"No one would know…"
"Anyone got a tube of Super Glue?"
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Spinner was packing all his pranking supplies into a large duffel bag. At three AM, he planned to set the pranks while his friends slept. Chuckling maliciously, he slid the bag under his bed, where it wouldn't disturb Sherman, and tried without success to sleep on a night more exciting than Christmas Eve.
Three AM:
Spinner's eyes popped open as the alarm he had set under his pillow vibrated. Showtime. He thought, hearing Sherman's steady breathing as he slid out of bed, grabbing the duffel and slipping out the door. Cushioning his footsteps in an effort to remain silent through the halls, especially by Agura's room, he opened a can of shaving cream and applied a generous amount to the floor around everybody's doors. For his next trick, he filled large buckets with water and leaned them against the doors. Snickering, the prankster snuck into the kitchen. First up: ketchup packets under the rotating carousel in the microwave. Once he had put a rubber band around the spray nozzle on the sink, poured hot sauce into the ketchup bottle and filled the dish cabinet full of marbles, he took out a treat he had specially prepared for the occasion: caramel apples. Or at least that's what they looked like. Spinner had actually bought caramel apples, then covered onions with the caramel and replaced them in the container, all while he ate the real ones. Filling the garbage bag with water, he snickered at the thought of Vert trying to lift up the bag and replace it, only to have it burst all over the blonde. Finally, Spinner super-glued a dollar bill to the floor, his signature touch because no matter how many times he planted one, there was always some sap (typically Stanford) who would think it wasn't glued down.
Next Stop? Vehicles. Spinner grinned evilly. In the Hub, he gave slightly different treatments to each vehicle: stuffing a slice of pizza into Sherman's tailpipe, filling AJ's air conditioning vents with flour, Saran-wrapping Vert's cockpit to make it inaccessible, placing fake vomit on Stanford's seats, covering the Chopper's handles with butter and jamming bricks under Agura's pedals so she wouldn't be able to step on them. Around the Hub, he found Agura's laptop, and promptly removed all the keys using a screwdriver, then replaced them to spell out "U BEN PRANKD, FO0! Then, he stopped in the bathroom. They all had their private bathrooms in their rooms, but there was one near the kitchen for everyone's use. First, he removed all the toilet paper rolls; stuffing them into his bag. Then, he greased the toilet seat (for Agura) then glued it down (for the other guys) and placed a rubber ducky in the toilet bowl. Unscrewing the shower head, he put soap powder in the pipe, ensuring that whoever took the first shower would find it to be more of a bubble bath. The finishing touch? A quarter glued just out of reach of the person sitting on the toilet.
Last but not least, he hit the game room and unplugged all the consoles, took the batteries out of the controllers and remotes, and blocked every channel but the infomercials and educational programming. Ripping a dollar bill into a few pieces, knowing it was for the sake of the prank, he glued them so they stuck out of the couch cushions, and one underneath the sofa. Finding a few stray pairs of shoes lying around, mad genius struck again as he glued the laces together, taking extra care on one pair and shaping them into a smiley face. Surveying his work with pride, the prankster snuck back into his room and quickly fell asleep.
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Stanford, with wet pants and foamy feet, was the first to enter the kitchen. Scowling, opening the cabinet to grab a glass, he was bombarded with a flood of marbles, each one clacking onto the floor and sounding like Niagara Falls.
"What was that?" Vert, with equally wet pants and shaving cream on the bottoms, ran into the kitchen, panicked and followed by the rest of the group, minus Spinner. "Oh." He said, taking in the marbles that covered the floor.
"Spinner really went all out this year, huh?" Stanford commented.
"Can you believe this? I open my door, the picture of innocence, and BOOM! Drenched!" AJ moaned, indicating his soaking legs. Agura, with a noticeable lack of water on her lower half, shook her head, laughing.
"Hey! Why so dry?" Zoom demanded.
"He pulls that every year! I'm staying prank-free this time." Agura said.
"Yeah, and straight people wear skinny jeans." Stanford scoffed. "You didn't avoid the shaving cream." He pointed at her foam-covered feet.
"Doesn't count. He has to surprise me. The shaving cream was inevitable."
Prank free, eh? Spinner grinned from his stakeout point in the hallway. We'll see about that.
"I still think we should have locked him up." Zoom reminded them.
"Well, we couldn't have locked Sherman in there all day." Vert said.
"I would have slept outside. The kid's a threat!" Sherman replied.
"Well, now we get to find the rest of his pranks." Zoom grumbled, grabbing a glass and heading over to the sink. He reached for the handle when Agura ran over and smacked his hand away. He glared at her for a second, but then she pulled the rubber band off the nozzle.
"One down. Who knows how many to go?" She asked, throwing it away.
"Hey, AJ, it's trash day." Stanford reminded him.
"Oh yeah!" The Canadian said, pulling the trash bag's strings together and yanking. The bag was about halfway out of the trash can when the side tore and water gushed out, drenching him, the floor, and everyone standing near.
"Make that two." Vert commented to Agura, who sighed and grabbed a towel.
"It's going to be a long day."
"Maybe, but I found a dollar!" Stanford exclaimed, pulling the paper but not budging it from the floor.
"Three." Zoom muttered, mopping up a wet spot.
"Aw, come on, guys! The little dude's just trying to have some fun." AJ, always the optimist, encouraged. "Look! Caramel apples! Who bought those?" He asked, handing them out. Standing on the towel and drying the floor by wiggling his feet, he bit into the apple.
"Ack!" He exclaimed, spitting it out along with the others that had tried it. "What is that?"
"Bleagh…seems like onion." Zoom groaned, tongue dangling out of his mouth. They all immediately tossed the "apples" into the trash.
"That kid has gone too far!" Stanford complained. Spinner snickered from the hall, where he had heard every word. I'm just getting started.
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"Hey, anyone wanna go for pizza?" Vert suggested. There were various murmurs of agreement and the group got into their vehicles.
"What the-?" Vert muttered, feeling the Saran wrap that covered his door. "Spinner!" He yelled angrily. Stanford laughed.
"Haha! Poor Vert-ee lost his keys?" The red-head taunted, opening his door. "WHAT THE H…eck?" He exclaimed, seeing the fake vomit. "That better not be real, Spinner!" He yelled to the air. Agura rolled her eyes, grabbing the plastic vomit between two wrenches and tossing it into a garbage can.
"Five." Zoom added, about to start his motorcycle when his hands slipped right off the handles. "Six!" He groaned, trying to get a grip.
"My ride seems fine." AJ commented. "Just hot." He turned on the air conditioner, and they all heard coughing as a white cloud of flour flew into his face and around the car. "Seven." He sputtered.
"Alright, Spinner, hit me with your best shot." Agura said, getting into her car. After a brief examination, she reached under the pedals and snatched out the bricks. "Ha! Two for two!"
"Well, we're at eight, but at least yours is drivable." Vert muttered as she chucked the bricks one by one out of the car, somehow making the trash can every time.
"Same." Stanford replied.
"Negative for me." Vert sighed, attempting to peel off the tightly-wrapped plastic.
"Ditto." Zoom replied, wiping the his motorcycles handlebars with a rag.
"Make that nine, guys." Sherman called from the buster. The others went over to investigate.
"Ooh." Vert winced.
"Pizza in the tailpipe. Harsh. And his own car, too!" Zoom added.
"Well, looks like Stan's getting the pizza."
"Me? Why not Agura?" He protested.
"Really? Where would I put six pizzas?" She gestured to her car, and he sighed.
"Fine." Stanford got into his car and drove off.
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While the others were distracted, Spinner crept into Stanford's room. Grabbing the Brit's phone, he changed his contact name to "Mom." Then he short-sheeted the bed, slipped a sardine into every clothing pocket he could find, and replaced the contents of his hair gel with bright blue dye. Juvenile, but he falls for it every time. The prankster thought. He was about to leave when his eyes spied the red-head's precious Ipod. Hello! He took out a specialty screen protector with a fracture in the middle that would make it look like the screen had been cracked, then hacked in and changed the passcode.
He gave similar treatments to everyone's room: short-sheeting beds, changing his contact name to "Mom," changing passcodes on any Ipods he could find and slipping various disgusting objects into pockets, pillows and corners. Of course, there was special treatment for everyone. The plans in Vert's "playbook" for the team were replaced by drawings Spinner had prepared himself of zombies, aliens and the occasional unicorn palace.
Zoom's pillow had been filled with peanuts, and his room had been sprayed with nearly an entire bottle of the skunkiest perfume Spinner could find. Sherman had gotten it easy, but he wouldn't be wearing any of his now filled-with-spray-foam-and-on-display-on-the-kitchen-table boxers for awhile. AJ's heater was blasting, and Spinner had stolen all but his -20 degree weather clothes. He had also, in a stroke of pure evil genius, sprayed expanding foam under all their doors, ensuring that they wouldn't be sleeping in their own beds for awhile. Sleepover at Agura's, maybe? Spinner snickered to himself.
Finally, Agura's was the only remaining room. He was officially out to get the so-called "prank-free" huntress, and it would all start with this. He cautiously opened the door, peering in. Once the room appeared empty, he grinned and began pulling items out of his bag.
"Going somewhere, Spinner?" Agura stepped out in front of him from behind the door in triumph.
"AGABAHSOFETAHFAGA!" He babbled in shock. "How did…and why…and not fair!"
"I told you, you aren't pranking me this year!" She smirked. "By the way, can I borrow the screwdriver you used to switch my laptop keys?" She asked smugly.
"What? But…you haven't opened the laptop all morning!" He exclaimed.
"Ha! And once again, HA! Four for four!" She cheered, slamming the door in his face.
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"Poor Sherman." AJ commented upon seeing the boxers posed on the kitchen table.
"No kidding." Zoom said sympathetically, opening the fridge.
"So glad I don't share rooms with that menace." Stanford said, and AJ nodded in agreement.
"Hot pocket! Gonna eat my hot pocket! Pepperon-eeee! Gonna eat it all up and a'nomnomnomin'…" Zoom sang, ripping open the package. "Because I love hot pockets and Imma microwave it for two minutes and then I'm gonna eat it-"
"ZOOM! SHUT UP AND EAT YOUR HOT POCKET!" Stanford snapped. The younger teen huffed, placing it in the microwave, when Agura walked by in the hall.
"Check for ketchup packets!" She called, passing the kitchen. Zoom lifted up the platter to find ketchup packets smushed between the rotating carousel and the bars underneath it.
"Thanks Agura!" He shouted, hearing a faint "yup" in response.
"So, what are we at?" Stanford asked.
"Ten." Zoom replied. "But I think Agura was heading for the game room, so who knows?"
"Do you think she can avoid all of Spinner's pranks?" AJ asked.
"If anyone can, it's gonna be her." Zoom replied, when they saw Spinner run through the hall with a large, suspicious bag.
"And if anyone can prank her, it's gonna be him." Stanford pointed out. Zoom looked at him.
"We're all gonna die."
