"Oh, come on!" John said as he pulled Karkat down the road, "It'll be fun! I promise!"
"Yeah, yeah, I don't want any part of it," Karkat replied grumpily, "I've got way more important things to do than explore some abandoned warehouse with you."
"Oh, come on, Karkat!" John whined, "Don't be such a party pooper!"
Karkat sighed and rolled his eyes. "Just because I have more important things to do doesn't mean I'm a 'party pooper', fuckass."
The duo soon arrived at the old warehouse. "Well, this is it!" John said happily.
Karkat huffed and said, "Yeah, great. Can we go now? I don't want to stand out here for hours."
"No, come on! I wanna go and explore the inside!" John said, pulling Karkat towards the door.
"Pssh. Fine. But I'll only stay in that shithole for fifteen minutes," Karkat stated, rolling his eyes again.
"After you!" John said, smiling.
Karkat walked into the warehouse. After he was in, but before John could enter, the door closed. Karkat tried to open it, but it was locked.
"What the hell?" Karkat asked himself quietly.
He shrugged it off, figuring he could just escape via a window if need be. He walked towards the stairs leading to the top when one of the boxes came down, spilling its contents all over him. Upon seeing the contents, Karkat froze in shock.
"Wh-what the hell is this?!" he shouted.
He was standing in a pile of buckets.
Karkat quickly jumped out of the bucket pile. "What the hell kind of place IS this?!" he yelled.
He ran from the bucket pile as fast as he could, but faceplanted into a pile of boxes… and was showered with buckets again! He quickly scrambled away from the ever-growing bucket pile, running for the stairs. But, as if to add to this horror, the stairs were piled high with buckets as well! Karkat was pretty freaked out by this point; he was surrounded by buckets, and in the places he assumed would be his safe haven, there were only more buckets. Pretty soon, there were literally buckets scattered everywhere. Freaked out to the point of hyperventilation, Karkat ran as fast as his short legs could carry him to the locked door in the front of the warehouse. He pounded on the door with all his might.
"JOHN FUCKING EGBERT!" he screamed, "GET ME OUT OF THIS HELLHOLE RIGHT NOW! I SWEAR TO TROLL JEGUS I'LL MURDER YOU FOR THIS, YOU FUCKASS!"
The door swung open, and Karkat ran out of there as fast as he could, running headfirst into John, who, in response, hugged Karkat.
"You fuckass…" Karkat grumbled, trembling in shock from what he just experienced, "you'd better not do that again! Were you trying to suggest something, you nookwhiff?!"
John just laughed and said, "You should never underestimate the pranking master!"