A/N: This was a response to something my Kyle wrote :'3 Oh revenge is sweet
Forde sat up with a yawn, he had been trying to sleep under his favourite tree. The key word was trying. Since that time when kyle had tipped cold water over his head in the summer he had been trying desperately to find a way to get his revenge on the green haired knight.
He had thought about so many things, but decided none were good enough...until he tripped on one - quite literally. He had been wandering about the castle kitchens for some reason and had slipped on a freshly bleached area. It was then he remembered something.
He grabbed the nearest bucket of bleach and headed towards his own living area, remembering to pass the Dye girls on the way and picking up a vial of flamingo pink dye on the way.
That night, forde had pretended to sleep, waiting until he was sure kyle was in a deep slumber before getting out of bed and sneaking to the bathroom. A while later he exited the bathroom. He threw the bucket out the window and slipped back into bed with a grin.
The next morning when the two cavaliers awoke Forde dressed speedily and exited with a broad grin. "What's he so happy about?" Kyle murmered to himself, pulling his shirt on groggily. It was unusual that Forde was so awake and yet Kyle didn't even want to open his eyes.
When he was finally dressed, kyle exited their room and went down to the trianing grounds. He was greeted not by a sleeping Forde under the tree, or an empty space, but by a gathering of knights in utter hysteria. Kyle looked at himself and finally noticed - His shirt was bright, shocking pink! "but how-" Then kyle was hit by the obvious truth, that lazy blonde had got his revenge last night! "Forde, you are a dead man!"
Forde sat just a little way from the scene, admiring his work from one of the castle many low towers. He chuckled to himself before leaning back against the cold stone and taking a nap.