Wake up Gloyd!
Gloyd was bored.
He'd been bored ever since he ran out of supplies from the joke store. He'd had to cancel his subscription whilst they renewed it, and that means he'd missed out on last month's package. All he had left was five measly firecrackers, a no-pulse injection, and a tube of sleeping pills.
Wait a minute …
Gloyd smiled evilly. He had come up with the greatest prank ever. Now all he needed to do was pop to the shops…
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Candlehead was walking along Racer's street, humming to herself, when suddenly she smelt something so good it made her tummy rumble immediately, even though she just had lunch. It was the double layered chocolate and mint heart shaped truffles with coconut shavings on top from the highest quality shop in sugar rush, her absolute favourite! She ran about, sniffing, until she found one, wrapped in gold paper, just waiting for her. She ate it slowly, savouring every bite, until she saw another one, glinting in the sunlight. She wondered over curiously, and grabbed it, unwrapping it as she searched for more. To her surprise, she found a third, then a fourth, then a fifth! Gobbling them up greedily now, she sprinted towards then next ones, staring at the ground, until she ran into a door!
She looked up in surprise, holding chocolate in each hand. She had ran straight into Gloyd's door, the last truffle being on his doorstep. She hesitantly tried the door, knowing there were more truffles inside but worried about what Gloyd would say if he found her. Candlehead had always harboured special feelings for Gloyd. But, this time, her longing for truffles took over. She found the door was unlocked and walked onwards, eating every truffle she found. Suddenly, she heard a loud bang. Scared, she walked cautiously towards the source of the noise. It led her to a darkened room, and she turned the light on. What she saw terrified her.
Gloyd was lying on the floor, a gunshot wound in his chest. She ran towards his corpse, checked for a pulse, and when she found none, panicked. The wound must be fresh, as it was still smoking, so she decided to try emergency mouth to mouth. She took a deep breath, lent in, and…
She was pushed backwards, as Gloyd's dying body came to life! She looked at her hands – was she a magician? But Gloyd was laughing, clutching his sides, and spluttering:
'Oh my God … I can't believe you fell for that … that was the best prank ever … hilarious ... you should have seen-'
He was cut off by Candlehead slapping him sharply across the face. 'You horrible boy! You scared me sooo much! Thank you for the truffles, I'm leaving!' She stormed off in a huff.
Gloyd sighed happily. He'd done a tremendous prank, so he wasn't bored anymore. It was made even funnier by the fact that he hadn't even had time to inject himself with the no pulse injection; Candlehead had checked his pulse on his forehead! Strangely, though, a small part of him regretted not letting Candlehead kiss him. Ah, whatever. It was hilarious.
Then Gloyd smiled slyly.
And he had the whole thing on video.